Hi all this is SaraFerret. Dere I was standing by de bridge when all of
a sudden I heard dis squeaking coming across de bridge. I looked and
dere he was-- Squeakers. I should have known it was him, as I had been
told to expect him--I just didnt expect him to squeak like dat.

Wowsie, dat boy was really in a hurry tho. He justa about mowed me
down. He gots to me and introduces himself to me and says, Hi I is
Squeakers and I belonged to Mommy Pamela. Who might you be.

I am SaraFerret, the bridge greeter.

Oh, okay, he says, now that I have met you, can I go back home now?

Uh, Squeakers, I tells him, in my most gentle voice, once you get here
dere's no going back.

Oh, he says, as one big tear drops out of his right eye.

But wait, now Squeakers, its nice here no pain, lots of play and other
ferrets to run with.

But I like Mommy Pamela, he cries, she raises me from a little baby and
I comes from a bad pwace to a shelter wit lots of fewwets and she tooks
me in and feds me by hand and she was my mommy.

I know, I know, Squeakers, I tells him. I knows its hard to let your
humans go. But you will see dem one day as de story says.

Squeakers exclaims, Oh yes, Mommy Pamela read me dat story--it was real
pretty, Mommy cried when she read it to me.

I says, Well tink about it, when Mommy Pamela crosses de bridge in de
distant future you will hear her coming and you will see her and you
will run to her and you will run and play wit her forever.

Squeakers finally calms down and wit one last sniffle, sighs and is
relieved. Now I ask him if he wants to go get his wings and halo. He
seems very excited by dis. So off we go over to Kit and Kaboodle to
pick up his set. As we enter, no one is about, however on de counter
dere is a long box marked "Squeakers". He opens de box and dere is Blue
Wings--a gorgeous blue-almost a sky blue shade and of course de halo. I
ask him if he needs help wit de wings as de can be somewhat tricky to
get on de first time. Of course he says. So wings and halo on, he goes
over to de mirror.

He looks at his reflection, and smiles a lopsided grin at himself.
VANITY-THY NAME IS FERRET!

I give Squeakers a tour of de place and since Mommy Pamela has known so
many other ferrets at de bridge many others here are acquainted wit him
and a party is planned and they are having him move in with some of
them. They invite me to de party, but duty calls me back to de bridge.
No parties for dis ferret tonite.

Hugs and Loveys from de bridge
SaraFerret

[Posted in FML 5573]