Flyte, daddies girl, passed away in his arms today, there was no other place she would rather be.
Reading through our old posts on her just shows a snapshot of just what an amazing and mischievous life she has. In fact reading through it roles reversed she would be dancing on my grave and certainly taking my side of the bed!
I will always remember her curled up in his hood sticking her tongue out at me, and nibbling me whenever she thought he wasn’t looking.
We try to always include ferrets in everything we do, where we can, and it’s made some wonderful memories and hopefully a full and varied life for Flyte.
She is the last of our pink sausages, mum Megan, Dad “Toby”- lerone, Aunty Snowy and brothers Reject and Picnic came today to keep her company. The 3 witches are reunited, there’s going to be magic now.
Until we meet again gal, I’ll look after him as best I can till we are all together again.
Thank you Megs for the privilege, I’d do it all again.
About 6 days old, having been here 3 days, as a pink sausage.
One of mums socks is convenient on a caravan trip.
Cuddles of course.
Poppet and Flyte cuddles
How I will remember Flyte always.
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Yup it's safe to eat.
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