I'm thankful that Ping is finally at peace and that Pong accepts this. I'm thankful that Sean and Rocky have each other. ("Mommy, isn't Rocky handsome in his top hat?") I'm thankful that our entire household, even my fish, is healthy. I'm thankful for getting published. I'm thankful the rednecks down the street didn't cut a hole in their Santa yard statue and put a beer bottle in it when they decorated for Christmas this week. And I'm thankful that we make each other laugh. ("Shootfire, that's a crazy little Yankee right there, yeah buddy!") I'm thankful for my medication cocktail that keeps me sane while Chet blows his horn, plays his guitar, plays the banjo, and beats his drums (Mom, Mom ... listen ... guess what song this is? ::eyes glazing over::), Sean shows and gives Rocky advice on how to go to the bathroom (Rocky look, this is how we pee ... ferrets pee too ...), and Scott tries to sneak other ferrets into the household ("We're just going to keep him the weekend, and then this little old lady is taking him in." There never even was a "little old lady" and Gizzie, aka Butters, is still with us.) I'm thankful that I haven't smelled pancakes or seen spiders in a very long time. (::sniff sniff sniff:: Nope, still not there.) I'm thankful for the cutest ferrets in the whole darn world (especially Dippy!). I'm genuinely thankful for having the honor of knowing such sweet and considerate people in the ferret world, on and offline. You guys are honestly my best friends. Wolfy http://wolfysluv.jacksnet.com [Posted in FML issue 4707]