I want to publicly thank all of you who ve mailed me concerning my post about Nibbles. All your kind words and stories made this so much easier to bear. I know that Nibbles is at the bridge, and is healthy and whole again. Thank you, Sandee, for watching out for her. I had so many people at work today asking about her, because they all knew her from the times she was with me, and then from last Thursday and Friday. Our graduate secretary, when she learned that I was having her cremated and was going to buy an urn gave me a beautiful urn/coffee pot. She had this sort of Turkish coffee pot, about < size in her office, and she gave it to me for Nibs. I just broke down again when she did that. The Crew knows how tough this has been, and they ve all been extra silly and cuddly. Even Socks, the Grand old man came up to me Sunday, put his paws on me. He was standing there watching me, and I picked him up. He let me cuddle him for several minutes, and he turned and nuzzled my cheek. Yesterday I went upstairs and instantly was wearing ferrets. I had four or five of them crawling up my sweatpants and shirts to make sure I cuddled them. Then Bailey did something that literally had me on the floor in stitches. I don t know how many of you remember Tom Cruise s famous scene from Risky Business where he came flying out of a room in his BVD s singing Old Time Rock and Roll . Well, here s Bailey the Bop, little bitty girl (also nicknamed the tough nut)-I heard something, looked over and she comes sliding out of the bedroom on a piece of paper. I swear she looked like she was ready to stand on her hind legs and break into that song-I really was looking for a microphone in her paws. She looked over, saw me, and the expression on that little face was priceless-it was like Oh, Crap! She saw me Then she was gone again in a flash. It is so amazing their ability to discern your moods and sorrows. They are such joys. Again, thank you all to my unseen friends here on the FML. I m proud to be a member of such a group of wonderful people. Rebecca & the Crew of Merry Mayhem Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy, and taste good with ketchup [Posted in FML issue 2946]