|S K I P P Y|
|1993-July 5, 1999|
|Weep not for me though I am gone
Into that gentle night
Grieve if you will, but not for long
Upon my soul's sweet flight
I am at peace, my soul's at rest
There is no need for tears
For with your love I was so blessed
For all those years.
There is no pain, I suffer not,
The fear now is all gone.
Put now these things out of your thoughts,
In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath
Remember not the strife
Please do not dwell upon my death,
But celebrate my life.
|This is my Dad. I always let him sleep with me when he wanted to. But we had to use his bed, mine wasn't big enough|
|Some of the strangest places are the most comfortable. I could sleep just about anywhere.|
|This is my best buddy, or buddetta, Silveretta. I fell in love with her the second I met her. We were always together. I'm glad she still has Rocki, the big bruser.|
|Hey, Rocki! Move over! It's my turn to get the big bed. Okay! You can stay with me.|
|Photogenic, aren't I? Thanks for visiting.|
|This page is dedicated to all who have loved and been loved by wonderful ferrets.It is with great sadness that this chapter of my life with ferrets has come to a close. Skippy was an ideal little guy. He loved everyone, ferrets and humans. He never bite and always made it to the potty area. Wouldn't it be great if they were all like that?|
|My brother and sister and me