LedaHartwood
Well-Known Member
This is the second Thanksgiving I've had, where my animal dies.
Turkey day 2005, I hold my four year-old ferret, Cola, as she dies. Right after dinner with my family in St. Louis. She never came home, we live in KCMO.
Present Turkey day. I find Crusoe (one of my adopted girl's kits), dead before leaving the house for my Mum's place. Crusoe was one of my favourits. She was the adventure bun. She'd explored most of her world, before opening her eyes.
She now rests under my Hornbeam tree, where all my childhood adventures began.
Turkey day 2005, I hold my four year-old ferret, Cola, as she dies. Right after dinner with my family in St. Louis. She never came home, we live in KCMO.
Present Turkey day. I find Crusoe (one of my adopted girl's kits), dead before leaving the house for my Mum's place. Crusoe was one of my favourits. She was the adventure bun. She'd explored most of her world, before opening her eyes.
She now rests under my Hornbeam tree, where all my childhood adventures began.