He was small in stature but his heart was so very huge. He was so patient when I spent all those long nights sitting there looking intently into this strange box on the table but he never left my side. He cried when I had to leave but always ecstatic when I returned. Together we shared some good times and some tough times but it didn’t bother him because we were doing it together. I learned a lot from this little guy who was totally convinced he was human and to say he was my best friend is another understatement. Sadly our last ride together had ended and it was time to once again take him into my arms. Carrying him through the door of Cass Veterinary Services was one of the most difficult things I have ever done in my life because I already knew what Doctor Dan was going to have to tell me. As I was kneeling at the end of the table with my face close to Furby’s our eyes locked together, the effects of the first injection was taking its effect and he was barely still awake. With every last ounce of determination he could summon he reached out and for the last time lovingly and gently licked my nose. Furby is no longer by my side but his fiery spirit and loving nature will remain in my heart forever. I was given a very special gift that winter evening in 1999, a gift that I did not realize the magnitude of at the time. I miss you, my friend.