I slept in because I'm an owl.
Wasn't bad, Just need to start getting up earlier and stuff.
Let the weasels out and the sun was coming in the window and everything and Icarus was stumbling around really bad and acting funny. Didn't wanna play, Didn't wanna eat or move.
So I took him into the vet at 5:00 and was optimistic for the most part.
Got him weighted and all that,
Had to get X-rays to see if he was just all blocked up.
Doctor comes back in with the results and...yea....My ferret has A Tumor the size of a baseball in his stomach and there's nothing I can do. I didn't cry, I knew he was old.
It just really sucks to loose my baby boy who I love so much.
He's been given a few days to a few weeks.
I have no clue.
Just have to love him.
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Rosewhips and other happy things
This is a notebook of all my thoughts throughout whenever.I'm an idiot.Now that we've well established that you have can have no whining whatsoever about my Journal or Retardation.
"Even though the sound of it
is something quite atroscious
If you say it loud enough,
you'll always sound precocious"
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is something quite atroscious
If you say it loud enough,
you'll always sound precocious"
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