Hi folks. Yesterday, the 23rd, I celebrated the one-year anniversary of my beloved Booboo passing to the bridge. Of course, amidst the celebration was some sadness. With all that has happened to me this year, his leaving seems like an eternity ago. The pain of his passing has dulled to a thin veil over my memories of his life. Strangely, though his passing seems to have happened long ago, his living, my memories of his life seem to have happened just yesterday. I say I celebrated, which I don't want you to misunderstand. On the days leading up to this anniversary my sadness and longing for him nearly overwhelmed me several times. He is the only of my five dears who has left me, and I miss him terribly. But, yesterday, I decided that better than cry over missing him would be to rejoice over knowing him. I pulled out his pictures, curled up with his best bud, Mira, and let my mind wander through thoughts of him. The day we brought him home from the shelter, the small spot of white fur on his throat that I loved to kiss, how excited he could get over a sock. Though I miss him more than words can describe, I know that he is always with me, and I with him. (He has a piece of my heart stashed along with his Elmer Fudd toy in his hidey hole at Rainbow Bridge.) These are the things I celebrated. Sandee, please look up my Booboo for me. Tell him how much Mira and Cael and I miss him. Make sure no one has stolen his Elmer Fudd toy, and his favorite shirt, which he took with him. Tell him I love him. Melissa Mira, Cael, Tasha and Robin www.geocities.com/lostferrets [Posted in FML issue 3308]