Stiletto Diaries

A Time For Tears

Posted on February 12th, 2009 in Emotional Angst, Photos

The first time I met V’s ferret, she’d only recently come home from the pet store.  She was a young, vibrant, playful little devil.  If you’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing a ferret, I’m certain you understand how charming and mischievous they are.  She played endlessly.  A source of great entertainment, she was fond of hiding her toys and wrestling with blankets.

Over the years I’ve been fortunate enough to remain a part of her life.  She matured beautifully, into a laid-back and exceptionally friendly house pet.  She was wonderful with children and other animals.  Good-natured and ever curious, she was beloved by everyone who was lucky enough to spend time with her.

It’s been difficult watching her deteriorate over the past two months.  Despite the rapid advancement of her illness, she remained such a trooper, right to the end.  She was so calm and brave this morning when we carried her into the clinic.  In spite of her weakened state, her sense of curiosity and impish personality were not lost.

I’m so very grateful for the months I’ve been able to spend getting to know her.  Naturally I regret not having spent more time with her.  Such are the lessons mortality teaches us.  Never assume that there will always be time later.  I could have done better by her.  Yes, she was V’s baby, but over the time she has lived with us, I’ve come to regard her as my pet as well. 

Thank you, V, for allowing me to be present with you today.  The death of such a dear friend and companion can be intensely personal, and I’m touched that you wanted me to be there at such a difficult time.

Despite the regrets, she was and is very, very loved.  I will miss her sweet face and the way she would bounce around as if her legs were spring-loaded.  She brought something so special into our lives, and I’ll treasure always the time I had with her.