Hi, all- I met a little guy coming across the Bridge the other day. He was very calm about the whole thing, and very curious about what sort of a new world he had entered. His name was Bubbles Da Warweezil, and he was so happy to see his sister in Fur, CussieAngelWeezil! Bubbles and Cussie nuzzled and sniffed one another carefully, getting re-acquained with one another's scent. (This is very important for us ferrets, we live a whole other dimension of life with our noses that you hoomins can't possibly understand. Your snouts are too small!) Bubbles told Cussie and me that he knew he was going to cross the Bridge, but it was very hard on his hoomins. Yes, his final illness was uncomfortable, but it didn't last too long. For him, anyway. He could smell the fear on his Mommy and Daddy. They tried so hard to comfort him! He said it was very good to be in his Daddy's strong, safe arms when it was time to cross. It was good to have his fur stroked, and to feel how much he was loved. Someday, a long time from now, he will see them again. And so will Cussie, if she can slow down long enough! I barely had a chance to speak with Bubbles and get him oriented before she took us on a tour of her own. The first stop? The Crocheted Egg Pit! The Egg Pit is very popular. There is a long path through the grass and the bushes that leads to it. The path is made up of blue-gray slate flagstones that get really warm in the sun. The Egg Pit is shaped like an egg, and lined with more of the slate. It's as big a a hoomin bathtub, and a line of bright colored pansies grows all around it. How deep does it go? Nobody knows! How many eggs? Millions, I am sure. Big eggs, small eggs, wonderful bright colors and pastels, some with rattles, some with bells. You can scramble and dig in the eggs, or take them away for play and stashing, maybe both. Cussie just ran right up to it at full gallop and jumped right in, Bubbles jumped in after her with no hesitation at all! In fact I think he took a couple of the pansies in with him. I caught up to them in a few seconds, and dove in myself. It was wonderful! Wooden eggs, plastic eggs, real hollow shell eggs. (How does the Big Boss do that?) Eggs made from sugar candy, eggs made from marble or blown from glass. We just rolled and dove and laughed! Finally, we got tired and hungry. We decided to go to the Fruit Bar, and see what was there today. Bubbles did take an egg away with him in his teeth. It is small, and hollow, made from pure silver. It's yarn is a mesh of fine gold wire. When he sees his Mommy, he is going to give it to her! Sandee [Posted in FML issue 4355]