We all dread the day one of our little monsters has to cross the bridge, and everyone of them seems to take a huge chunk of our hearts with them when they go. Every so often though, there is one that seems to take far more than their fair share.
Malteaser came to us from the RSPCA, 8 years ago. He came with a lovely little lady called Crunchie, who unfortunately left as a couple of years ago. Malteaser had been to the RSPCA twice, so we were the third people that we know of, to take him on. Since both Suz and I had ferrets before we got together, both Crunchie and Malteaser were the first ferrets that were "Our" ferrets, as opposed to either "Yours" or "Mine". They were both monsters, but Malteaser decided there was no way in the world he was ever going to end up back in a rescue, and set to work stealing Suz's heart. Slowly but surely, he worked his magic, until he was almost joined at the heart with her. Practically every day, he would end up cuddled up to her, and at some points, I am sure she got more snogs off of him, than me. He would get between us if I tried to lean over for a kiss, and push my face away with his paws. When we went out, and Teaser was inside Suz coat, if I tried to cuddle her, he would nip my hand, and if Suz got him over excited, and he just had to nip a toe, it was also always my toe's that got picked on. If Suz was sad, he would always be that extra bit special, and try to cheer her up.
He had an addiction for melon, but would never pinch it from Suz, just me, and was so bad, I could hardly eat it, if he was around, as he would literally crawl into my mouth after any I had eaten.
He has been showing signs of his age, for a few months now, and has been to the vets a few times for check ups, but basically, he was fine in himself, and apart from being a bit skinny, was still as mad as usual. When Suz went into Hospital, he gave me a bit of a scare, but with a bit of TLC, he decided that I had not done anything untoward to her, and was very glad when she came back home. He did the obligatory "ignore" her for a day, then went back to his normal cuddly self.
Last weekend, he seemed a bit off, and because Suz can not get about easily, I took him to the vets on my own. This time I was told the news I have always dreaded hearing. He was suffering with organ failure, and she offered to put him to sleep. I asked if he was in pain, and she said no. The vet knew he was Suz fuzzy, and after I explained about Suz, the vet said it would be OK, to let him come home and pass away in his sleep.
Being the little fighter he was, he held on and on, and then today he decided that it was time to go. He did it with style and dignity laying in a sleep sack on Suz lap. We had a very dark rainy day here, and then this afternoon, suddenly the sun came out making a very weird light out side, while the rain was pouring down. Looking out the back window, I said to Suz that there would be a Rainbow, and it had probably come for Malteaser. A few minutes later, he followed his rainbow, and left us, both with the biggest holes in our hearts possible.
Sweet Dreams Teaser, I think you knew just how special you were to us, and I can honestly say, I know you had the best life ever living here.
Happy Hunting little Guy
