About 8.30 this morning Mark popped out to say hello to our older ferret group who were all out and about, Niffler took a piece of meat off him and took it in to the bedroom to stash it, a few minutes later Mark asked me to check Niff as he thought he looked odd, I went out and he was dead. I think he must have had a heart attack it was so sudden, no seizures or anything just a couple of gasps and he was gone. Dook in Peace Niffler, united with V, Wilbur and Ben to war dance over the rainbow bridge.