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This is Odo. When Odo and his cagemate Spooky were brought to us, Odo had chemical burns over most of his body. Spooky, being the dedicated mate he was, apparently tried to lick off what ever had burned his friend. Despite our best efforts Spooky died. As you can imagine, Odo never developed the need for human companionship, but he did need other ferrets. Fortunately we have several cuddlers in the Weyr willing to oblige.
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Jessica. When she was seven her owner decided she didn't want her any more, she was old. She moved in with us
'post op' after a suspicious tumor was removed from her neck, and stayed. The tumor was lymphoma and the
beginning of the end for Jess. We refer to her as our 'couch potato'. Her two favorite things in life? Curling on the couch with you to watch TV and working
on the tunnel she is digging outside.
Post Script - Jessica's tumor continued to grow to a
massive size. The day after she completed her tunnel,
April 2nd, 2002 she died. She is buried in it.
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People are always amazed when I tell them depressed ferrets are capable of suicide. Vanessa was one of those. When we picked her up, she was so weak she literally could not lift her head or sit up. Our vet said she would die. But we do not suffer death lightly here. Every day she went back to be checked and every day the doctor shook her head. After a week, she said 'maybe'. Now, 2yrs later, she is truly a Momma's girl, happy and well adjusted. Unfortunately, like many 4yr olds, she has both adrenal and insulinoma.
Post Script - Vanessa under went surgery for her adrenal tumors and was recovering well. Then two weeks later, on December 10th, 2003, she suddenly, unexpectedly, died.
Our hearts broke.
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Although this is not one of our better pictures, it epitomizes Soda's personality. She never walks anywhere,
she prances every where! This little girl lives to be outside - sun, rain, heat or cold, she wants to play outside.
Enroute from Minnesota to a new home in southern
California, her owner got caught with her. She was impounded by the Ca. authorities and we got called; thus the name Minnesota, Soda for short.
Though a happy little girl, she came to us with insulinoma and has since developed adrenal. But don't tell her,
she'd never believe she's sick.
Soda epitomizes what cooperation between ferret groups, Ferrets Anonymous in California, The FurpeopleWeyr and 24 Carat Ferret in Nevada, can accomplish.
Well done Soda!
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If you need your flower beds weeded, this is the guy to help you do it. Tyco loves working in the garden early in the morning. No weed is safe, no stones are left unturned. Ty is here due to an injury which caused damage to his brain and vocal cords. He is a 'special' child now and learning disabled, and he no longer has a voice. In the past year and a half he has developed insulinoma, cardiomyopothy, and adrenal. Quite a bit for one guy to handle, but he does okay.
Post Script - Tyco died November 21st, 2003.
He is buried in one of the flower beds he loved.
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Stinker. We call him Doctor Stinky. His calm, quiet way
of dealing with the world has led the sickest of the
sick to bond to him. He cares for them in life, and more than once, has curled around another and lain there
quietly as his charge walked away and over the Rainbow Bridge.
Post Script - Stinky recieved honours for his selflessnes in
the March/April 2004 issue of Ferrets magazine, in an article on Ferrets helping Ferrets.
He crossed the Bridge March 24th, 2003.
Not all of the ferrets on these pages are still with us.
Many have passed on.
All of the People are special in their own way.
That is why we share pieces of their lives and stories with you.
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