My day usually starts with a quick dash into the ferret's room to feed
and wake them.  Quick nose count and cuddle and I'm off to work.  This
morning was different, and so wonderful.
 
I was greeted at the door by a wide awake and ready to play Achilles.
This is my guy who lays on the floor and looks at me until I pick him up.
He's not sick, just lazy.  LOL.  This morning he greeted me by making a
flying leap attack on my feet, then dook/dancing across the floor.  I
went to pick him up and he "attacked" again!  He was being so silly!  I
spent an extra 5 minutes engaged in play with him before work.  What a
great way to start the day.  I smiled the entire day.  Even the kids on
the bus (I drive a school bus) were wondering why I was in such a good
mood.  I'm getting up early tomorrow and see if I can get everyone to
play before I have to go to work.  I'm still in a great mood after 13
hours.  Ferrets are such great therapy.  I've been a real "B" for the
last week.  Now I'm back to my old happy silly self.  Thanks to my
wonderful fuzzy friends.
 
Shelley and the four attitude adjusters.
[Posted in FML issue 4813]