Snow went to the Rainbow Bridge this morning at 9:00 am. I was packing things up to drive him to Gulf Coast when he died in my husband's arms. This has hit us way too fast. He was doing fine and the heart meds he was on seemed to be working very well. Just yesterday morning, he was bouncing around with everyone else, begging for treats. He gave no indication of feeling bad.
Then around 4:30 my husband called me and said that Snow was throwing up and had diarrhea. It was full of blood and thick mucous. No vet was available for ferrets on Saturday night, except for Gulf Coast Veterinary Specialists some 30 miles away in the Galleria. We decided to sit up with him through the night and keep him hydrated and try to get him somewhere this morning. But when I called, they still had no ferret vet on duty.
We decided to try to get him to Gulf Coast, but he didn't make it. He was only 3 1/2 years old.
My poor little Snow. I'm so, so sad....
Then around 4:30 my husband called me and said that Snow was throwing up and had diarrhea. It was full of blood and thick mucous. No vet was available for ferrets on Saturday night, except for Gulf Coast Veterinary Specialists some 30 miles away in the Galleria. We decided to sit up with him through the night and keep him hydrated and try to get him somewhere this morning. But when I called, they still had no ferret vet on duty.
We decided to try to get him to Gulf Coast, but he didn't make it. He was only 3 1/2 years old.
My poor little Snow. I'm so, so sad....