My day usually starts with a quick dash into the ferret's room to feed and wake them. Quick nose count and cuddle and I'm off to work. This morning was different, and so wonderful. I was greeted at the door by a wide awake and ready to play Achilles. This is my guy who lays on the floor and looks at me until I pick him up. He's not sick, just lazy. LOL. This morning he greeted me by making a flying leap attack on my feet, then dook/dancing across the floor. I went to pick him up and he "attacked" again! He was being so silly! I spent an extra 5 minutes engaged in play with him before work. What a great way to start the day. I smiled the entire day. Even the kids on the bus (I drive a school bus) were wondering why I was in such a good mood. I'm getting up early tomorrow and see if I can get everyone to play before I have to go to work. I'm still in a great mood after 13 hours. Ferrets are such great therapy. I've been a real "B" for the last week. Now I'm back to my old happy silly self. Thanks to my wonderful fuzzy friends. Shelley and the four attitude adjusters. [Posted in FML issue 4813]