Digger,
I cannot believe that you are gone. It happened so fast. I never thought when I took you to the vet this morning that you would die. How much do you remember, Digger? I mean after this morning when I found you on the love seat, and you were unresponsive, how much do you remember? Do you remember me taking you to the vet and stroking
your soft dark fur and telling you everything would be OK? You struggled to breathe, even with the oxygen, and I could tell by looking at your eyes that you were sick. I just cried when Dr. Severson said there really wasn’t any treatment. I am only glad that I was with you when you died and that you didn’t die alone.
I remember when I got you from Pet World. I was having a really bad time with Derek, and I don’t even know why I wanted another ferret. I already had four ferrets. I felt sorry for you because you were all alone in a glass aquarium. It must have been horrible. So I got you out of there. For a long time, I didn’t feel that close to you. I was closer to Earl and Shadow. You were so active and spent
a lot of time with Kyle.
After I lost Earl and Shadow, and you calmed down, we got really close. Especially after you got lost for three days, and then I got you back. It was like a miracle. It was a miracle that you didn’t get adrenal gland disease or insulinoma. Derek and I were so proud of you, how healthy and lively you were, and your beautiful dark coat
and wonderful dark intelligent eyes.
Thanks for helping Zach adjust to life with us, Digger. You know Zach was biting me all the time when we first adopted him. You helped him fit in with us, and he stopped biting. I know Zach will miss you, Digger.
Make sure you find you ferret brothers, Digger. I’m sure Kyle will be glad to see you. You and Kyle used to spend alot of time together. Don’t forget about Earl, Tim and Shadow. I’ll be along one day, Digger, so don’t worry, the separation’s only temporary.