It never gets any easier to say goodbye...

We are going to the vet at 1:40 today to send Bandit Boy to the bridge. I wasn't counting, but Diane mentioned that he is the 6th ferret we've lost, in 8 weeks. He has been with us for a little over a year.

This is the part of rescue that people don't realize. That we constantly take on other people's heartaches. We do as much as we can--and then it comes to the point where all we can do is cry over them as we release them from their pain--and think of all the ones that have gone on before.

So, this afternoon, he will be freed from the chains of a body that no longer wants to work for him--to soar and fly--to romp and dook in a way that we were never blessed to view (as he was already sickly and special when we got him)

Be free and fly my little man--please tell Blinkley, BoBo, Jonah, Fergie, Cali, Dusty, Missy, Milo (and all of the other South Shore Ferret Care babies) that I love them and miss them.

Until we meet again.