SaraFerret, would you check in on my girls and make sure that they're doing okay? I really miss them, especially around this time of year. Fiona and Morag were my first two girls; they were adopted together after being rescued from bad people. Fiona is a delicate little sterling silver who has just a few scattered black guard hairs and a light grey mask in the winter. She's unusual in that, unlike most light-colored ferrets, she has a black nose (hence the nickname "Polar Ferret"). Here on Earth, she lost about half of her tail to the abuse she suffered, but she never seemed to mind, as her Dad & I thought that her little puff tail was so cute. She's shyer than her sister, Morag, who is a basic sable with a feisty attitude. Morag protected Fiona, and it was Morag who finally made the decision that Forever Mom & Dad were all right. Morag was always willing to give kisses, and equally willing to give people love nips, just to remind you that she could. (Say, SaraFerret, I think that you and Morag might get along really well!) Garfunkel is a grumpy little old badger lady who never really got along with the other ferrets, but again, she was rescued from people who hurt her, and I think that had a lot to do with her temper. She was always happy to play with us humans, though, loved her 'Tone and the fleece blankie that I bought for her (couldn't have a little old lady getting chilly), and I'm sorry that she had so little time in her forever home. Jasmine came to the Bridge just over a year ago; she's another silver, but darker than Fiona, with strong markings, a pink nose, and the longest tail I've ever seen - with a little ermine-like black point on the end. Since I know that there are probably a lot of Jasmines up there, she also answers to "All That Jazz". Her most distinguishing characteristic is that she never, ever walks anywhere - she *dances*. Not wardancing, just a sleek little full-body prance. If she were a hoomin, she'd be in every single Bob Fosse production that was staged. The girls might be hanging out with Charlie, a tellow tabby kitty boy who's missing his right hind leg, and Victor, a dog who was a cross - we think - between a long-haired black Shepherd and a Cardigan Welsh Corgie. Dark, long coat, heavy bones, long and low to the ground. He's obviously very distinctive, and impossible to miss. Charlie and Victor were best buddies down here, and I wouldn't imagine that anything's changed. The Boss might have had some problems getting them to the right places, since Victor thought he was a hoomin, and Charlie thought that he was ...well, whatever Victor was. Victor and Charlie also liked fuzzies of other types, so it would make sense that they found the Girls' Club. Plese remind all of them (but especialy Charlie and Victor) that I *will* be getting a full report on their behaviour, and I stil love them all very much, and think about them every day. Oh, and tell Fiona that Dylan-Kitty the Cowardly Lion still hasn't forgotten her habit of backing his 22-pound butt into a corner, nor the indignity of the fact that it was a barely-1-pound ferret doing the backing. Thanks, SaraFerret! love, Becca Human Mom to furkids: ~Panther-Kitty ("Just ignore the weasels; I always do.") ~Dylan-Kitty ("What's this pile of ferret food doing out here on the floor?") ~Sinead the Brat ("My trap is baited... closer, kitty... closer... just a little closer") ~Maggie-Dog ("I loooove you, Food Lady - when's dinner gonna be ready?") Missing those already at the Bridge: ~Victor the Wonder Dog (wonder what he is?) ~Charlie the Tripod, Man of Few Words ~Morag Mustelid Morrigu ~Fiona Ferret Fittipaldi (look at her go!) ~Garfunkel, Miss Curmudgeon emeritus ~Jasmine Dancer Ferret Fosse aka "All That Jazz" [Posted in FML issue 4748]