Fluffy Ferret Forum
General Category => The Rainbow bridge => Topic started by: star on December 08, 2016, 06:10:53 PM
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You poor little devil, you hardly stood a chance, but I gave you everything I could for the precious 73 hours you had with us. I wish with all my heart I could have got you sooner, maybe just maybe you could have survived. I guess I knew Monday afternoon after you had been her just a couple of hours how desperate your plight was. I am sorry I argued with the vet when I was told to end your life, I so wanted to give you a chance of life. You gave me some beautiful cuddles, I will never forget your nose rubs, never known a ferret rub noses with a person the way you did. So unfair for you to be abandoned with all the love you gave, I hope you felt the love I felt for you as I held you as you took your last breath. Bless you.
Sweet dreams my little Pickle.
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How sad. At least he spent his last days in comfort. So sorry or your loss
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Oh my god Star :cry: :cry: :cry:
I am so so sorry. I have been looking out all day for the result of the vet visit on the other post and only just noticed this one. You must be heartbroken. At least Sam knew love with you, even if it was for just a few days.
Dook in peace little man and play hard up there :angel1:
If there's anything I can do to help, just let me know. I'm so incredibly sorry :fuzzyhug:
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So very sad :cry: :cry: :cry:
Sweet Dreams Sam :angel1:
For some reason, reading out poor Sam made me think of this poem...
Bandit's Story
Listless, and lying,
Fur matted and dull,
"Bandit" lay crying,
Heart shattered, a shell.
Left in his cage,
All day and all night,
His life was such,
That more food gave a fright!
His water was empty,
Food bowl overturned,
He felt kinda dizzy,
His stomach still churned.
Once he was loved,
A long time ago,
Felt young hands stroking,
That made his heart glow!
Now he felt nothing,
No more was life fun.
His heart was empty,
Now he had no-one.
His cage had felt big,
For it was just a bed.
No runs in the house now,
He may well be dead.
He watched as his ‘owner’,
Walked past to the van.
Now left in the garage,
He rarely saw ‘man’.
He slept all the time,
No toys in the cage.
If he'd had the heart,
He would be enraged!
Bandit lay crying,
Spine clearly shown,
Bandit lay dying,
His life overthrown.
One day he was taken.
Moved out of his cell,
He was badly shaken,
Now in for more hell!
Jaws latched on tight,
A reaction of fear,
A hand gently stroked,
Too late now to care.
In his new cage,
Belly now tight,
Bandits' short life
Ended that night.
He died with some comfort,
Soft bedding and food.
His water now filled,
(So much it felt lewd!).
Bandit died knowing
That someone did care,
Died with a heart Full
of love that was shared.
For those that no longer
Can care for their charges,
Their lives are being begged for
By Bandit, and others
Before it's too late,
(As it was with poor Bandit),
Go, take that baby,
To a shelter, do hand it.
Do one final thing,
For the love they have shown you,
And give them a chance,
To show others love too.
written by Sam Young
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I held of responding to this, hoping I could find some words of comfort for you. But lazy’s poem made me cry so I think he’s covered it. :cry:
I am glad Sam finally found a loving home with you to see out his life. :angel1:
Gentle hugs. :fuzzyhug:
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Thank you everyone for your support and kind words. Clive I might be able to read all that poem one day, but today I just couldnt get to the end, I couldn't see it through tears.
I am totally heartbroken, I am feeling so many emotions all at once, sadness, guilt and rage and it is not a nice combination. However under it all I do have some happiness. Happy that Sam had some comfort in his short time here. Happy he got to wander about the house and my bedroom (Hubby's orders no ferrets in the bedroom). We could all see he did not like the play area because he could smell the other ferrets, but he was happier in my bedroom, or the kids bedroom. He spend more time on the sofa with me than in the cage, snuggled in my dressing gown while we watched TV together when all the other ferrets were in bed. At least he got to play with my kids, my youngest has taken it very hard, he is not really a ferret person, but Sam gave him so much confidence at handling ferrets he held Eddie yesterday (Thank you Sam xx)
I do feel so guilty about not allowing the vets to put him to sleep Tuesday or yesterday, I know I am still raw over loosing Milo and I was blinded by determination not to loose Sam, it was selfish of me, but he was not in pain and some of his actions, like rubbing his nose on mine made me think he was telling me not to give up on him.
The worst is the rage, how could someone dump him in a rescue in this state?, how could the rescue not have taken him to a vet?
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I would loose the guilt feeling, letting him enjoy every second of love he could possibly fit in before he passed on was the kindest thing you could have done. That poor little guy now has a reason to wait at the bridge.
Some things happen the way they do for reasons beyond our control, so feeling heart broken is good, it means he has felt love, selfish and guilt, definitely no, he needed that extra time, and Rage, well that is harder, but come what may, he ended up in the right place somehow.
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Thank you Clive xx That means a lot.
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You have nothing to feel guilty for. The people who dumped him are responsible, and to some extent possibly the rescue too. I think he was just so poorly when he got to you :cry:
You should not feel guilty for not giving up on him either, it appears everyone else did and you did not. You loved him, you cared for him and you tried your best to fix him. He will have known that. I would have done everything the same in your position.
You have my admiration for taking him on and giving him the best few days of his life. He has known love, that is worth everything :fuzzyhug:
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:fuzzyhug: Thank you Vicki, you have no idea how much that means to me. Also how much better, knowing you would have done the same, has made me feel. xxx
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Ah, so sorry to hear that
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Just read your story and poem. The poem (especially ) brought me to tears.So sorry for your loss
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Thanks Angela, Sam was very dear to me for the short time he was with me.