The lights dimmed in the hooman world last night as Bodie, our 8 1/2 year old Sable "old man of the roost", quietly closed his eyes for the last time, sighed a breath of quiet relief and passed over to the bridge, where his buddies Blizzard, Bubba, Beeper, Cindy, and ABBA the Dancing Queen were anxiously awaiting his arrival. The ripened summer grasses rattled as the throng of friends tussled and rolled about, renewing their bonds...time and disease having finally been stripped away and mattering no more. Bodie took his name from the well known ghost town in California, for he was always in motion from the moment we first saw him...a blur o fur... here, then there...a ghostly image left where he had just been moments before. And unlike the infamous town of Bodie, well known for its crime, our little man was an ambassador ferret, earning the nickname "the good ferret". He, and he alone out of all of our original "tangle" of 12, could get along with anyone. What a boy! Old age and insulinoma took his brother, Blizzard a year and a half ago and Bodie was never quite right after that...always searching for the bro that was gone...looking in this corner and that. But now, they are at last reunited, the warm fall earth having received his body this evening. Go Ghost go, dance in the stars and name one for us here on earth. putorius, cp and the remaining magnificent 7...Giggabite, Wingnut, Bonnie and Clyde, Bopper, Bounder and Brando aka BigBoy [Posted in FML issue 4281]