The flowering trees are almost done shedding their petals. The lilies are in full bloom, and the summer heather blows in the wind. Recently, a boy named Widget arrived to enjoy the beauty that we've been witnessing. Many little spirits joined me at the end of the bridge that day as we waited for Widget. Major Burns, Scooter, Baby Girl, Keisha, and Kender were there to greet the little fur angel as he walked across the old wooden boards of the bridge. Now beautiful and whole again, he joyfully tousled about with his friends. We spent many, many days under the sun exploring all the wonderful things up here. All of Widgets dreams are reality up here. Fountains of ferretone, fleecy white clouds to snuggle up in, socks to steal, rice beds, sofas to explore, dirt to dig in, flowers to snuffle through, fields to dance in, and treats galore. His spirit has been absolutely soaring up here. He has found new things to do such as playing with the mink, harrasing the badgers, swimming in the brooks, and playing in the shoots and ladders up here. He looks forward to surfing the skies during the next meteor shower, and sending down kisses to his loved ones next time it rains. He has spent a great of time at the reflecting pond, however. He's been trying to send healing thoughts to Tuck down below. Widget wants Tuck to feel better and to remember the great days that they had together. I told him that there were no worries there. I'm sure that Tuck will never forget this sweet boy, and will always smile at the memories. We are all relieved to see Widget in such piece. He loves watching his daddy each day though. He's not sad. He just wants to watch. And wait. Meanwhile there is a higher power up here to hold him tight. Sandee [Posted in FML issue 4899]