by K. Dale / Kylie Dale Copyright 2005
Spike died Dec. 6, 2

Spike,

I remember when I firs saw you and Buffy together in the cage. I picked up Buffy and you together. Buffy was a healthy ferret, and so were you. Your fur was thick and full, you were eating well, and you slept and played well too. I remember when I came back to the Ferret Shelter two saturdays later, I saw Buffy in a cage alone. I picked her up and cried. I knew something was wrong. Claire told me. You had a tumor, and I was adopting you that day too. I miss you, and I love you too. Buffy misses you, and isn’t doing to well. I cry every time I think about you. Meet me at the rainbow bridge Spike, Me and Buffy will wait until then, and we’ll see you there.

 

by K. Dale / Kylie Dale Copyrght 2006

You were 8, very old for a ferret. I remember you played that morning with Ceyanne in the playpen. 2 hours later, after putting you back in your cage, Ceyanne had jumped out, and was curled on the the floor, shaking. I put her in the playpen, and wanted to put you there to, and I moved away the blankets, your eyes were half open, I thought you were awake. I touched you and you were cold. I cried. You were no longer there. Rick picked you up out of the cage, and buried you in your favorite hammock in the backyard. You were a healthy, but old boy, and sweet. I just hope you didn’t die painfully. Ceyanne and I miss you so much,and I cry very time I hold Ceyanne. She misses you and so do I. Meet you at the Rainbow Bridge big boy.

 

by Kylie Dale / Kylie Dale Copyright 2005

That day I came home, and you were not there, I didn’t understand. I thought you would be here today, cuddled up in my lap. I knew you’d stay alive, I could feel it, but you got worse and worse. I didn’t bother to think about your death. I just knew you’d come home, and be alright. You did come home, but never as I’d thought. I opened that little white box, and looked in.

I petted your head, that you had always lifted before when I petted it, but now, you lay lifeless, and I was helpless to do anything. I miss you so much. No more pain Nelly. No more pain.

 

by Kylie Dale / Kylie Dale Copyright 2005

That day I came home, and you were not there, I didn’t understand. I thought you would be here today, cuddled up in my lap. I knew you’d stay alive, I could feel it, but you got worse and worse. I didn’t bother to think about your death. I just knew you’d come home, and be alright. You did come home, but never as I’d thought. I opened that little white box, and looked in.

I petted your head, that you had always lifted before when I petted it, but now, you lay lifeless, and I was helpless to do anything. I miss you so much. No more pain Nelly. No more pain.

 

by Kylie / Kylie Dale copyright 2005

Dedicated to my beloved Nelly, and to my mom’s beloved BJ. I’ll see you two again soon. Watch over us. BJ, you were a good dog, Nelly, you left us too soon. Both of you had great lives, and we hope you’ll be waiting for us in heaven. I’ll be waiting until then. Watch over us, and don’t worry, all dogs and guinea pigs go to heaven. We’ll be there soon… Just wait for us at the end of the rainbow, and keep your spirit with us. BJ, at the end of my mom’s bed, Nelly, squeaking in he living room. BJ and Nelly, we’ll remember you two before you got sick, and before you two were hurt and sad. We’ll remember you two forever and for always.