Today we took Kev for his final journeys.
Just 2 days shy of 6 years we've had the pleasure of Kev's company.
When I knew it was ferrets that I wanted, we looked on the local RSPCA rescue site, and there was a picture of a little brown ferret, called Frankie.
I phoned them up and said "I want that one, and whichever other one he comes with". So Frankie and Ferdie came to live with us on April 16th 2008.
Quickly their names were changed to Kevin and Perry, Kev was the stroppy little teenager and Perry just bimbled along with him
Kev had a simple life. He loved food, water and Perry.
Wouldn't tolerate other ferrets (apart from Perry), wasn't too fussed on being handled either, unless food was involved.
Since being diagnosed with Insulinoma (about 18 months ago), he didn't have too many bad days.
This last week though he has been having episodes every few days, despite some pretty intensive home care. So we decided, with a lot of help from Kev, that it was time.
This morning he had obviously fitted again over night, not totally gone but not very responsive. Not fair to let him go through that every couple of days. So we made that appointment we'd been trying to put off.
So he's doing the forever sleep, and we've put him next to Sophie, they both hated the sight of each other, but I know they're both at peace out there.
