In Loving Memory of MeLee
June 1998 to March 25, 2004

  Our MeLee has left us to join her brother Chewie over the Rainbow Bridge. She was our second furchild bought as a present for me. She was such a sassy girl, so full of love and life. Writing her page is so difficult, she was so adored by everyone who ever met her.

We knew that she had turned adrenal, which we were treating her for....little did we know that she had developed another cancer, one that couldn't be treated. We decided that we would let MeLee live her days in way she was accustom. She would come out to play, hop on the sofa, bite the daylights out of me, or nip at dad's nose because she wanted a raisin, or because dad wanted  "MeLee kiss", then happily bounce around, playing with her brothers and sisters, until she found her favorite sleep spot. A little nook in the closet.

She did this for many months, her hair getting sparser, but her personality ever flourishing. She was indeed a princess, who would never show any sign of illness, and nothing but dignity.

On her final day, I had, as always let her out to play, change the litter boxes, and freshen up the food and water bowls. MeLee was almost ebullient, she was racing around, hopping like a kit....getting into everything including the cupboard her brother Zax pried open. She danced and played and rolled for hours. I even snuck her outside for a few minutes, where she rolled in the grass and chuckled her little heart away. Of course, after they had all worn out, I placed them back into the cage until daddy got home.

I once again opened the cage, but something was different....MeLee didn't come flying out, she was barely able to pull herself from her favorite fleece filled basket to  make her way out of the cage. And when she did, she collapsed immediately upon the floor.

I was devastated, my eyes filled with tears, my heart dropped, and I looked at Doug, immediately we both knew, she was telling us it was time for her to go see her brother, who she missed so very much. Chewie was calling her home.

We waited up with her, about 5 hours, until the vets office opened, and got the one of the first appointments of the day.

We rushed her over, spoke with the vet for a few minutes, and it was decided that her time with us was over.

We both hugged and gave her a gentle kiss, and he took our baby girl away. Only to return with her a few moments later with her lifeless form in his hands. She was  gently placed in her favorite sleepy sack, we brought her home, and let Zax, Tarna and Nossa say goodbye.

She is now resting peacefully beside her brother Chewie, surrounded by beautiful sky and lovely trees.