in loving memory of i r weasle rescued nov. 99 left for heaven on march 8,2001 things to remember: her freak dot on her right ear, the way her wiskers stuck out when she licked ferretone out of my hand, she loved playing with my hair rollers, she would put them under the couch and in shoes, the way she would arch her neck when i scratched it, how she would roll around on the bathroom rug, putting her little paws on her face and trying to get wrapped around the rug itself! so silly !! ear chewing!! ouch! she would lick my lips when i gave her "razzberries", she would climb up the wicker basket next to the bed to get in the bed to sleep with me, even the silly way she would wipe her butt on the floor after she did her business, digging in leaves, her sock box, she used to attack the vacume cleaner, the way she would steal the dog's food while the dog was trying to eat, to this day our dog still looks for weasle to come and steal her food, the way she would climb into my pant legs while wearing them, licking and squeeking the whole time. i knew when i brought her home that she would probably not live very long, so, i decided to let her run the house. my whole routine was around that little thing. she even slept with me. we took her from a very bad situation, i actually TOOK her away from the people that had her. she was skin and bones. but she was ssssooooo sweet. the people who had her even gave her a lousy name- calling her a pain. the first thing we did when i got her in the car was re-name her. i r weasle from the cartoon. we called her alot of other names too like weasle beany, weasilly, and in the last month or so she was so tired and weak that i started calling her my little baby. she had the best life i could give her. and she had other animal friends like our dog, a 60lb. lab mix and my black and white kitty. the last week, was the worst, but we tried. she stopped eating, so i gave her duck soup. she even stopped sleeping with us she was so miserable. i knew it was time. that last night, i stayed up with her all night. it was hell (pardon) poor baby. i took her in to the vet and we decided that she needed to go to god. the vet was very kind and i truely appreciated it. i had told her that we wanted to have a funeral for her, so the vet placed her in a small white box. i took her home and she is now under a honeysuckle bush. i placed a small white wire fence around the back of her grave and i placed a small statue of st. francis by her little spot. i have planted miniature glads on each side so that she will be surrounded with petite beautiful blooms in the spring and summer. i miss her so much my heart breaks everytime i think of her. i am so greatful that i found her, she gave me so much love. mommy loves her little beany and misses her. but, i know we'll meet again.