My name is Kayla Andree I am 13 years old. I have wanted a
ferret for 4 years before I got one. I begged and begged finally my dad let my look into it and learn about them. I read parts of the book about things I thought I would need.
But I didn't read the sickness stuff until I thought he was sick. My parents decided I could get a ferret at age 12. We got a big cage and put it in my room we then got a little see
through door that I could go over but my ferret Peanut (male) could not get over. This way he could run around my room and then at night could sleep in his cage and at least once every day we would let him
run around the house and sometimes we could not find him; he was a good hider! At first I was all for spending all my time w/ him then I had school so my mom spent more time w/ him
and I spent less. Now I feel so horrible that I didn't get to spend more time with him. After a while he got use to the house but one day he got out he ran away! We were all so shocked
and sad but we found him under some logs at the neighbor's house and I am so happy that we found him! Later on that year he started getting sick and at the time my dad did not want to spend a lot of
money on an "overgrown rat" as he would call it but finally we convinced him. The vet said he either had something in him that he ate or he had cancer. I was so sad I spent more time w/
him and more time w/ him everyday cuz I knew he could die anyday! Then one night I decided to lay on my chair/couch in my room and watch t.v with Peanut laying on me. I petted
him until 11:30 then I decided to go to bed. I wanted to let him run around my room, but since he could climb up onto my bed and I didn't want to roll over and crush him I went and
slept up stairs.
The next morning my mom woke me up at 6:30 she was crying saying "I think something is wrong w/ Peanut I think he is dead" I quickly ran
down the stairs and there by my door was Peanut dead eyes half open just laying there and I started crying my eyes out. My not even one year old ferret died of cancer! I ran upstairs and
hugged my sister to be comforted then my mom left (I don't remember where). I called my dad to tell him still crying my eyes out. He got home a little after my mom and wrapped the body in
a lime green towel and put him in a shoe box all taped up so my cats couldn't unbury it and get to him. Then he buried it in our backyard. I took a big rock put it on top of the spot and wrote
a message on. The message is not there anymore but I still remember it that was the worst day of my life! I still miss him the same as I did and it makes me
so mad when people ask me if I miss my very own pet and one of my best friends! I hope Peanut did not have to go throught pain but I am guessing he did! I really hope
not!!!!!! Love Alwayz Kayla
