Author: Amber

Mayson was the most wonderful loving little ferret. All her family and her big sister loved her so much. I got Mayson when she was about six weeks old. She was always so happy and always there to cheer everyone up.

She loved to play with everything and get into anything she could. She especially loved to play with her big sister and grandpa. Mayson started to show signs of sickness in January of 2002 and in March she had surgery and the doctors found that she had cancer. They removed the tumor the best they could and then all we could do was hope and pray. A few months after her surgery she was doing so much better, even better than she was before she had been sick.

She had so much energy and was enjoying her life so much. Her belly started to swell up again but antibiotics helped her. In Novemeber we lost her big sister. After that Mayson was pretty lost without Missey. By late February early March she was not doing well at all.

A couple of days before her death she stopped eating and drinking. I was lucky enough to spend her last day with her. I was going to have her put to sleep on the morning of the 8th of March. The night before I went to put her in her hammack so she could go to bed, but she wouldnt let go of my hand. So I layed next to her all night and when I woke in the morning she was gone.

I take comfort in knowing that she is with her big sister again and that she has her little sleeping partner back. I know that they are taking care of each other in heaven and they are no longer suffering. I will feel forever blessed that I was able to have both of them in my life. I miss you so much Mayson. Mama loves you pucka!

 

Missey was the most wonderful little ferret. Her eyes would light up whenever I walked in the room and she was always able to make my day better. Missey was my very best friend when I had no one else and was always there
for me no matter what.

Even though her and her little sister Mayson would fight sometimes she was always there to protect and help her out. Always looking after her. Missey touched so many hearts, even the ones we didn’t think were possible. So many loved her despite her occassional nibbles on your fingers or
bites on your toes.

Missey was diagnosed with terminal cancer in October 2002. Her health went down very quickly. We got to spend a lot of time together during her last days, and I was able to be with her, holding her when she passed. Missey you and your sister Mayson are my little angles sent down from heaven. Now you are back home in heaven and able to do all the things you loved so much.

I know the reason you were sent to me and I thank you for that. I know you will be there to look after your baby sister when she gets there. Missey you will be in my heart and many others forever. I’ll never forget you. Mama loves you…