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Post by keawearascal on Mar 7, 2011 13:50:30 GMT -5
Thanks for getting those up for me. Still looking for that cord to send the other pics. Keep in mind everyone, I only have pics after the FIRST draining. Only a small portion of the tumor is drained in the other photos I'm sending. In these pics that are up now, I had not began Reishi and it was rapidly growing. The entire lower half was gone when she died, but to be frank it didn't even cross my mind to take photos after she died
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Post by Sherry on Mar 7, 2011 14:01:08 GMT -5
Of course it didn't!!! I'm just thankful you've been able to bring yourself to share what you have.
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Post by keawearascal on Mar 9, 2011 5:51:24 GMT -5
Thanks Sherry. I just figured maybe it could help some other fuzzbutt. I'm still going to be checking in periodically too-gotta get my ferrety fix vicariously now Keawea was my last baby.
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Post by Sherry on Mar 9, 2011 11:42:03 GMT -5
I hope some day you are able to open your heart to another fuzz or two You are a such a wonderful ferrent.
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Post by keawearascal on Mar 25, 2011 22:51:22 GMT -5
Thanks Sherry. I don't have the highest hopes- no matter what I want my mom will be living with me permanently and I don't think she'll ever be comfortable with another one-she was just as devastated as me when Keawea and Rascal died-but I have been looking into civets Closest thing to a ferret with decent health and longevity. We just miss the babies so much and it wouldn't be fair to a ferret to adopt it-we'd be so paranoid the poor thing would go nuts
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Post by Sherry on Mar 25, 2011 23:01:18 GMT -5
Understood.
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Post by miamiferret2 on Mar 25, 2011 23:36:03 GMT -5
So sorry about your baby! I know how you feel about not wanting any more ferrets. My mom and dad also love ferrets and we have all mourned each and every one when they passed on. After my last ferret died, I swore I was done. you get tired of the emotional rollercoaster of having them get sick, being their nurse, then they get better, then worse. It is draining. But then,.... I saw his sweet face looking up at me from that cage in the pet store. Our eyes met. He looked at me as if he knew me. So I had to bring him home. And here he is biting my foot as I type...
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