I sworry some of dese gweetings be wate, my hooman-bean been sick.  I
twied telling da Boss I knows how to use da combuter but eber since dat
time I gets caught twying to order a twuck-load of tweets using mommy's
cwedit card, I no can use da combuter.
 
                      ***********************
 
Early morning at the Bridge has Muldoone scurrying around getting ready
to go and make the new comer welcome.  Try as hard as he can, Mully can't
seem to get all that hammy-head-hair to stay under his ball cap, every
time he stuffs more fur under the hat, more peeks out in another spot.
Cringing at what Nanna would probably say about his appearance, Mully
heaves a big sigh, gives up on the unruly hair, and heads out for his
appointments.
 
Hurrying along the path making his way to the Bridge, Muldoone is deep
in thought about the new arrival and the 2 check-ups he needs to do.
"Wonders who I needs to talk to 'bout getting my own combuter, grumbles
Mully to himself, just 'acause I gets caught dat one time twying to
order tweets and a tanker-load of 'Tone, dey say I not be twusted wif
a combuter, eberyone has a combuter but me, I only habe a stump scope,
dat not a combuter and I wants one!"
 
Arriving at the Bridge and taking his appointed spot, Muldoone senses the
warm gentle breeze beginning to blow.  There was always a breeze that
blew just before an arrival, a soft warm breeze that danced through his
whiskers and softly and lovingly caressed the backs of his ears just like
his hooman-mom used to do for him, a breeze that contained the same warm
peaceful sensation he got every time his human held him and scritched
under his chin for him.  Mully let the breeze dance across his nose and
in his whiskers as he closed his eyes, feeling a special sadness for the
fuzzy that would be arriving shortly.  He felt sad for the hooman-beans
that were left on earth with an aching heart along with fuzzy friends
that were left behind when a cage-mate or best buddy lost the battle and
had to come here.
 
Hearing ferrety feets coming across the Bridge, Mully opens his eyes and
prepares to greet the new arrival.  A strikingly handsome fert named Toby
made his way across the Bridge and he had the whitest mitts and bib out
of any ferret.  Toby seemed a little unsure of where he was and what was
going on but when he saw his buddy Paul waiting off to the side, the two
fuzzies were overjoyed at seeing one another.  Off they went for a day of
tube running, weasel war dancing, and wrestling together.  Mully was left
standing with his mouth hanging open, he hadn't even had the chance to
introduce himself, Toby took one look at his buddy Paul and they were
gone.  Guess I will hab to twy to catch up wif da new one Toby anodder
time Muldoone thinks to himself.
 
Next on the list for Muldoone was to go and find a little ferrety girl
named Me-Me who had crossed a short time back and her mommy was concerned
about how she was doing.  Me-Me was found to be bunking with Shy-Girl and
Traveler.  The little fuzzy had been shown all around the Rainbow Bridge
and she had also been to visit Queen Blaze, Lady Marion, and all the
babies.  She was also helped to find Shiela, a very kind and loving
ferret who could calm the fears of any new-comer at the Bridge.
 
Next to check in on was Big Vinnie.  Looking him up on the stump scope,
Mully sets out to pay him a call.  Arriving at Vinnie's place, Muldoone
was in shock, this silly weasel had set up and had in operation a toilet
plunger factory!!!  Toilet plungers everywhere, toilet plungers hanging
from trees, toilet plungers sticking out of bushes, toilet plungers in
every color imaginable.  Some had bright pink handles, some had funky
green handles, some had sparkly handles and for the more serious
toilet-plunger-stealing ferret; camouflage handles.  Wearing a sweat
ban on his forehead, Muldoone was in awe of this guy, decked out in
bib-overalls, a bright red bandana handkerchief sticking out of his back
pocket and a pencil tucked behind his left ear, this was a ferret who
was on a serious mission, to make sure every ferret who wanted a toilet
plunger of their very own would have one.
 
Standing off to one side and trying to stay out of the way, Mully watched
and listened as the machinery worked away; chugga, chugga, chugga and
every few minutes a brand new toilet plunger would roll out of the
machine.
 
Feeling someone watching, Big Vinnie turns to see Muldoone standing off
to one side observing.  Pulling his big hankie from the back pocket of
his bibs and mopping his brow, Vinnie saw the unexpected visit as a good
excuse for a much-deserved break.  The two ferrets greet one another
with friendly nose greetings and exchanging a high-five of the ferrety
kind.  "Hey Muldoone old buddy, can I interest you in your very own
toilet plunger, Big-V asks his friend.  Uh no, don't tink so, Mully tells
Vinnie.  I comes by to sees how you be doin but it wooks wike you be doin
okay.  I be doin gweat Vinnie tells Mully.  Eber since I start making
dese tings, ebery fewet wants one, some fewets be wanting more dan jest
one!!  And dose silly gurl fewets, dey want deir name on da handle in
sparklies.  Next dey be wanting a bicycleit basket on deir plungers to
puts all deir gurly-ferret stuff in.  Uh Big-V do da Boss know you be
making dese tings Mully wants to know.  Sur He know Mully, how else you
tink I be doin all dis?  I goes to Him one day and tells Him bout an idea
I habe and He tinks on it for a bit and den gibs me a map and say for me
to go to da big red X marked on da map so I comes here and He builds my
machine and it be wunning when I gets here.
 
Sworry Muldoone, my bweak be ober, I gets back to work Vinnie tells his
friend.  Uh Vin, anyone here make fwannel nightgowns Mully asks his
buddy.  No, I not hears of dat but will wets you knows if I do says
Vinnie.  Hey Mully, I be making a specialist plunger for Nanna watter,
wanna comes back and helps me wif it Vinnie asks Muldoone with a twinkle
in his eye.  You betcha Big-V laughs Muldoone, we fixes her a special
one."
[Posted in FML issue 4803]