Some people called me out Saturday 14th of December, past 10.00 p.m. They'd found an injured ferret so they drove me to it, were too scared to pick it up. It was a polecat though. A jill, very emaciated and had been in an accident. The lower jaw was broken and the bone was exposed, no skin or flesh covering it. I picked her up and she wanted to get away but she was too weak. She also couldn't bite and was in horrendous pain. We took her straight to the vets to see if she could be fixed or to have the poor thing put to sleep. But after the vet had examined her and said the jaw was broken and how bad it looked (I was too squeamish to look at it properly), the jill was put to sleep. We buried her, I would've liked it if I could've nursed her back to health. She must have been in agony, poor little thing... Makes me feel so upset. But I suppose it was better than her suffering to the very end... She was in our village, just up the road... I took 2 pictures of her at the vets but won't put them on the web page as they're such sad pictures...