February 20, 2006
Rest In Peace, Slinky (1999-2006)
Slinky the Wonder Ferret passed away last night. He was a good ferret. And I believe he lived a happy life.
He had been doing very poorly these past few days, and although he had shown some signs of improvement, I knew he was getting old. I knew this day would come when I brought him home, but it still hurts. And I know he was just an animal, but hopefully he's happy and in a better place.
I just wish I could have been a better owner, and spent more time with him. I'm going to miss the little guy. A lot.
The worst part of grief is not having someone to hold and share it with. I guess that's why God seems to have made us halves of a whole. So we'd have someone there, physically, to lean on when things hurt.
But I'm going to just curl up into a ball for a while and lick my wounds.
Posted by GEBIV at February 20, 2006 05:39 PM | TrackBackI'm very sorry. Our pets are never with us long enough, but I had no idea a ferret's life span is so short.
RIP Slinky.
Posted by: pam at February 21, 2006 11:49 AMI am so sorry. Losing a beloved pet is hard, they are always there for you no matter what.
{{{HUG}}}
Posted by: Machelle at February 21, 2006 07:48 PMJust an animal? Hardly. He was your friend.
Go, be a ball of misery.
S'okay, dude.
We mourn with you, all of us who are attracted to the little sparks of life.
Posted by: John of Argghhh! at February 22, 2006 08:28 AMLosing one's furry family members is so hard, I'm so sorry!
Posted by: Barb at February 22, 2006 10:13 AMHe's not gone. He's just over the Rainbow Bridge waiting for you: http://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/rainbowb.htm
Posted by: Omnibus Driver at February 22, 2006 02:31 PMMy condolences. We always feel guilty we don't give them enough attention.
But we love them as best we can.
Posted by: kat-missouri at February 22, 2006 04:20 PMIt hurts. There's no other way to describe it, that big empty pain in the middle of your being. Slinky was, is and will always be a part of you. Peace be unto you as you mourn. Know that he loved you and felt your love in return.
There will be other friends, two legs, four, fur, feathers, whatever, and each will always be a part of what makes you, you. I'll leave the message from a sympathy card I once received in a time such as this:
They will not go quietly,
the pets who’ve shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
their spirit still survives.
Old habits still can make us
think we hear them at the door
Or step back when we drop
a tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place
the food dish used to be,
And, sometimes, coming home at night,
we miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends
and a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our hearts
belongs to them...and always will.