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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Sweet dreams Snicker
« Last post by darkqueenenlightened on March 11, 2020, 09:46:49 PM »
Aww I missed this, I remember Snicker!  DIP lovely boy x
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Sweet dreams Snicker
« Last post by girly-lazy-ferret on February 20, 2020, 06:56:40 PM »
Snicker doodles it wouldn’t be right not to comment on your life, as you literally are fantastic, always trustworthy and happy. I have been looking back through all of the photo’s and they are all of you out in the garden with friends or out and about with us, I think and hope it was a great life.

You  had a lot of fun, and what strikes me are how many ferrets you saw.

I’m glad we got to have our last cuddle time you are part and parcel of the lazy ferrets and I will both miss you and being needed by you.

With your best body back, and a whole host of friends with you, I look forward to when we are all together again.



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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Sweet dreams Snicker
« Last post by lazy-ferret on February 19, 2020, 11:11:11 PM »
Thank you.
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Sweet dreams Snicker
« Last post by star on February 19, 2020, 09:22:10 PM »
Sweet dreams Snicker I also hope the bridge is true and you are having a ball with all your friends xx

Clive & Suz, so sorry to hear, but have been expecting this. You could not have done more for Snicker, he was so loved and had a fantastic life  :fuzzyhug:
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The Rainbow bridge / Sweet dreams Snicker
« Last post by lazy-ferret on February 18, 2020, 09:23:56 PM »
One day, back in 2013, we  got one of those "You don't know me... but..." phone calls.

A guy was working in his garage, when a ferret wondered in... He had been ferreting with a mate many years ago, so knew what they were, but that was about all. He had caught it in a plastic crate, with one of his wife's jumpers, and he was feeding it with some dog food he had on hand.

So we put a carrier in the car, water and a small bowl of food, and drove the 12 miles to pick you up. When we got there, you were the skinniest boy we had ever seen, and as dirty and smelly as they go... By the time we got back home, you had finished the whole bowl of food off.

We put you in a boarding cages, hopper full of food, and a massive bowl of Convalescent powder mixed with lactofree milk, and were amazed how you immediately started using the litter tray, and were very interested in what was going on. We decided to let you settle in overnight, then once your belly was full, and you had had a good nights sleep, we would set to removing some of the ticks.

We put up some adverts to try and find your owners, and as we knew we were not in a position to keep you, since we already had 18 ferrets, we started looking for someone to take you on.

3 days later, we posted the following on the forum.
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“He is a sweet little chap, very very in season, with huge rear wheels, but seems to be very friendly...

We let him out for a play, before I thought to put any shoes on, and while he sniffed my feet, he did not try to bite them. He is very chatty, and very inquisitive, but a day of regular soup, convalescent powder, and good food has already filled his tummy out a bit, although he is still very light. He is perfect at using the litter tray as well, it's just the continual leaking as he walks round that is a pain.

Little Flyte says she would like to meet and keep him!!!”

But that was not an option, we were full, and on top of that, would be going away in the caravan soon, and there was no way we wanted this smelly, flea and tick infested monster in a confined space of a caravan, near our guys.

There was also the problem that if you stayed here long enough to be neutered, etc, Suz would give you a name, and when ferrets are the colour and sex of you, it's hard for me to say "no" to keeping you as well, as I love beeny boys. Worse still, the longer you stay, the greater chance there is of Suz  giving you a name, and if that happens, I would find you are going nowhere... By the 5th night,, just as we are about to turn the lights out to go up to bed, I heard her say "Night Night Mars", and I knew we were sunk, as we did not have one called that... Yet!

Well that was it, “The Stinker” was here to stay, but Mars was not a name that fitted you. Once you finished quarantine, we took you to the vets to have your “wheels “ removed, and introduced you to our other guys. You went absolutely mad, bouncing off the walls, furniture, fence, shed, greenhouse, other ferrets, you name it, you just bounced all over the place, all the time making a funny little hissy sound, just like you were sniggering at everything. That was when you got your name… “Snicker”.

You moved in and became a very strong character. You drank tea, like it was what every ferret did, and could not be trusted with a cup, as you were head first in, and tipping it over far quicker than we could move to save it.





We discovered that you had a cataract in one eye, which gradually got worse, and then later on you got one in the other eye. This never slowed you down though, and most of the time we would never have known, had it not been for the grey eyes, and the occasional bumping into something, when you were in a strange place.

You walked on a lead, and loved to play while on it, still bouncing and pouncing on everything, and every one, and still did your little “snicker” sound while doing it. Here is You and Reject out on a walk, life was always a game to you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SRDJVdKnbTs&feature=youtu.be

Another thing that made you so special, was we could give you to anyone to hold, as you were 100% safe, showing just how great ferrets were,  and somehow never bit anyone in all the time we had you.





Here is evidence of how you liked to share the cream off of Suz’s hot chocolate when we were at steam fairs.



and when walking got to much, how you  would settle into our arms for a carry.



I am pretty sure you will always be totally unique in being the only ferret to sleep in the cab of a Green goddess Fire Engine, as it was driven around the Show Ring at the Great Dorset Steam Fair with full bells, siren and lights.





Unfortunately, just before Christmas, you got an infection in your teeth, and through a series of things going very wrong, we could not get you operated on until January. Even though you must have been in pain, you were still impeccably well behaved. Once we got you in, you had all your teeth removed, and were put on antibiotics and painkillers. Even though you went into a coma after the op, where it was thought you would not come round, you proved the vets wrong, and in true Snicker style, fought hard, and got to come back home. We made you up soft food, trying many different recipes with varying degrees of failure and success, fed you regularly through the day, with Suz’s also getting up at 4:30am each night, to give you an extra feed. Right up until your last day, you would get up in the morning, and go for a walk in the garden, rubbing in the damp grass to clean your fur, before coming back in, and choosing somewhere cosy to sleep with your cage mates.

We knew things were going down hill, when you started refusing all food, even the RC Convalescent, which you had loved from the day you arrived here. I did try to force feed you, and I am sorry to have put us both through that, as it was stressing us both out, but I needed to know we had tried everything we could. I knew then that you were trying to make it obvious that you were ready to go, and I did not want you to go to the rainbow bridge hating me for pulling you about and just delaying the inevitable while doing it. We sat up with you until 5am, where you gave us some lovely cuddles, before you asked to be put back to your bed with your cage mates. As soon as we put you in the cage, they all came up to see you, and cuddle round,  and we knew then that you would not be with us when we came back down later.

In your life, you met and survived these 20 other ferrets, Wispa, Twirl, Ruffle, After Eight, Aero, Curly, Wurly, Ripple, Revel, Chomp, Galaxy, Minstrel, Toblerone, Megan, Snowy, Flyte, Reject, Picnic, Caramel, Poppet, and Toffee

You also met, and leave these 11 guys to miss you. Topic, Bourneville, Mars, Black Magic, Kit, Kat, Chewit, Lion, Sherbet, Humbug, and Peanut.

 :adore: :angel1:Sweet dreams Snicker :angel1: :adore:

I hope what they say about the bridge is true, and you are now there, in your former glory, all mended, and able to play like you always used to, with all those 20 cage mates that you have seen both come and go in your life here.
You were a gentleman to the end.  :fuzzyhug:
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Goodnight my ray of sunshine
« Last post by lazy-ferret on December 21, 2019, 01:08:47 AM »
Ohh no... so sorry Leslie... Not a good month so far! I am glad he had such a wonderful life with you.  :fuzzyhug:

Sweet Dreams Buck  :angel1: :adore:
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Goodnight my ray of sunshine
« Last post by girly-lazy-ferret on December 20, 2019, 10:15:31 PM »
Ohhh Star I am so so sorry :cry: Massive hugs to you and Raven, his big hairy nurse.

You gave him such a wonderful dearly loved life. Sweet Dreams Buck. :angel1: you have love in your life.

It sounds like we are all in a bit of a state at the moment.  :fuzzyhug:
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The Rainbow bridge / Goodnight my ray of sunshine
« Last post by star on December 20, 2019, 09:29:11 PM »
Bucky Bucky Buck Buck my happy chappy. The first time I saw you, you were being carried up the path in a carrier, truth be told I heard you before I saw you, dooking with excitement, boy you were smelly and your little flea friends you brought with you. From the second you dooked into the house you were no doubt most comfortable being here. The kids were watching Ice Age when you arrived, we were discussing what to call you with your funny shaved patch at the back of your neck (god knows what you had been through) giving you a funny yellow wig. The way you walked we almost called you Donald Duck, then the crazy weasel in Ice Age came on TV and you started dooking again, my youngest said "do you want to be called Buck", dooky dooky dook dook was your answer, so you became Bucky Bucky Buck Buck. Introducing you to the other ferrets was so easy, you just walked into the hutch, kissed everyone and went to the food bowl, had your fill and curled up in bed like you belonged.

You were so skinny, dirty and smelly we actually had no idea what colour you were suppose to be. I was a pleasant surprise to find you were a golden sandy. It did not take long to get you fed up, you were never out of the food bowl. You got called my little seal because you got so fat, Fatty Arbuckle and the Christmas Ferret as you always gained so much weight for winter. Your antics were amazing, how you could climb the brick wall, sticking your tongue out at the others who tried. Always first out of bed when I called breakfast, dinner or supper, feeding time is never going to be the same not seeing your face peep out of the blankets.

Sleep tight my golden boy.
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Sweet Dreams Toffee.
« Last post by Lee on December 20, 2019, 09:24:13 PM »
Oh dear, I'm so so sorry for your loss. What a lovely write up you both have done for her, it chocked me up. Hope you can find some comfort I need knowing that you gave her the best life any ferret could ask for.DIP :angel1:
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The Rainbow bridge / Re: Sweet Dreams Toffee.
« Last post by girly-lazy-ferret on December 20, 2019, 09:17:41 PM »
At some point, Toffee decided I was a good comfort, very soon I was used to her whistling up my leg and then cuddling in along the crock of my arm whenever she wanted. Normally at some point I would stop whatever I was doing and relax with her until she wanted to move again.

She would wake me up at night by licking the bend in my arm and having achieved that have a fuss or cuddle in for a half hour snoozette.

In the bathroom she had a habit of enthusiastically digging a leg for attention which would get me to put my hand down so she would wrap around it to be picked up and have an amble around the bath to help herself to water from the bath jug.

When ever there was a squalk or bicker Toffee would be there in a shot to break it up.

She made noises, the best way I can describe it is a content noise, her very own internal squeaker, when she wasn’t rolling a toy with a bell in around. If you needed her all you had to do was blow a couple of kisses and she would be up and at them.

I’m truly shocked, and broken hearted as I was only phoning to check when to pick her up from her routine neutering, having cleaned the place for her to make sure there was no excuse for infection as I know she dashes about everywhere.

I know we have a house full of love, but I feel really lonely without you Toffee, but far better for having you in my life.



It’s weird I was worried for her in a more than normal sense but decided it was just my gut feeling being over sensitive as I have a soft spot for her.

I know you would be curled in close to me to stop these tears. I love you girl.
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