Hi, all. Things have been way too busy around here, and in my line of work that's not necessarily a good thing! I found a little girl named Princess, and together we greeted her Sister in Fur Elizabeth who was coming across the Bridge. A little while after we greeted her, and she and Princess had enjoyed some nuzzles and a few dooks, the rest of their Business came to visit. I thought that their leader was picking on the new arrival by calling her Lizard Breath, but I was wrong. I was also wrong when I thought "Lizard Breath" was picking on the Business leader, FattyFattyBoombaLatty. I never did catch his other name, but everybody assured me that they always addressed each other like that. It was a family thing. I was so relieved! Every now and then there is an unhappy reunion here at the Bridge. Fortunately, this wasn't one of them! Princess and Lizard Breath (she says she prefers it to Elizabeth...well, actually, she said she'd bite me like a rasin if I ever called her Elizabeth again) want their Mommy Donna to know that they would be very happy if she would put their special sleep sack underneath the pantry for others. It took a long time to deliver all the messages that their Mommy had for them, but they listened very patiently. They all have just one really important message for their Mommy, and that is to thank her for all of the love she gave them. It's why they are so close on this side of the Bridge. Some Businesses are, and some aren't. This one doesn't know any other way, but the way of love. They hang their hammies together. I met a little guy named Freddie coming across the Bridge. I barely even had a chance to talk to him, before the whole "Benita Gang" Business came to see him! I thought Lizard Breath had a big Business, sheesh! These guys are like a little army! They know the whole Greeting routine as well as I do! Fortunately for my ego, I did know a thing or two that Freddie was interested in. For example, he wanted to know if he could have a bean bag chair. He had heard about them from other ferrets, and he thought that they sounded really interesting. No problem! Freddie now has one of his very own. It is brown vinyl, and has stripes on it so that it looks like a giant football. Freddie is in loooove with it! It isn't full of little styrofoam pellets, oh, no. It is full of Cheese Doodles! The last time I saw him, he was COVERED with orange dust! Freddie wants his Mommy to know that he loves her, and when he sees her again, she can come and sit in his chair! I met a little guy named Fritz. He needed some tender loving care from me, and from his Business of Max, Booger, and Maxine. Because he crossed over the Bridge due to an unexpected accident in the World of the Living, he was very confused at first. We got him right into a recovery hammock and snuggled with him, and told him what had happened. Fritz said he had absolutely no memory of passing. The only thing that upset him was the suggestion that he might be angry at his Daddy because of the accident. That made him very upset, because he loves his Daddy and his Daddy loves him, and he knows that his Daddy would never, ever, want to hurt him! No way! We kind of had to calm him down after that. He is young, and he was feeling pretty excitable, as you might imagine. Once he understood that WE weren't accusing his Daddy of anything bad, he calmed right down and relaxed. He even showed us his green mouse, pink chick, and of course, his rubber pliers. (Those are slick!) Within an hour, all five of us were at the Fruit Bar. Fritz spends a lot of time there. And guess who with? FattyFattyBoomaLatty! I swear! I am not making this up! You should see him chow! Hoping not to work quite so hard for a while, Sandee [Posted in FML issue 4338]