RIP Faramir. Took him to the vet to be put down. I could not stand another night of him scream every 30 minutes. I didn't get much sleep last night. Right before our appointment, he threw up some blood that came out of his mouth and nose as I wrapped him up in a towel. I heard him scream in the car and when I got to the vet, he passed away already. Either in the car listening to Bon Jovi's Livin on a Prayer on the radio or in my arms taking him in. I had his face covered from the cold so hard to tell which. Vet said he just died moments and still flexible enough to curl him in a ball for burial (ferrets curl in a ball when sleeping). He is at peace now. Eowyn started shaking when I allowed the animals to see him in the box. Later heard whimpering under the sofa, I believe she gets it. Luthien not so much. She kept sniffing him as I prepared him for the dirt. Eventually she will get it Faramir is gone. I wrapped him in a red kitchen towel, spread red carnation petals over him, and buried him in a potted plant singing Amazing Grace. I lit a candle and sang Happy Birthday to him one last time. He birthday is Jan 20 and would have turned 4 years old then. But, alas, he died at age 3 and 11 1/2 months. Now I need to eat. I haven't eaten all day.
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