Hi all, dis be SaraFerret again. I sent dis on March 23--in facts Mommy has four letters she sents on dat date, but I guesses dat her computer makes bad mistakes. Mommy is bad I guesses. I guesses she didnt checks to make sure dat Wiley's post made it to de FML. Both of us are so sorry. We are sending one of de copies to de FML. It makes me wants to cry dat you had to waits so longs. I hopes you wills forgive Mommy-- Wiley sends his love and has been watching for you in de viewing pool. Soon he hopes when he makes it passes probation he can comes and visits you lates at nite and whisper dooks in your ears when you are asleep. So here follows de original letter Hiya all dis be SaraFerret. Muchs pologies to Wiley's mommy for delay-- donts quite no whats happen cept it must have gotten lost in dooks and whispers I sent to my human Mommy--sorrys tho. Well I gets to tell you about dis silver mitt who came bouncing across de bridge around a couple of weeks ago. He really bounces ups to me and says Hi I is Wiley Ferret and you must be SaraFerret. Since I was leaning over taking care of de two kits, Serena, and Isabel and my rear end was showing-I couldnts figure how he knew it was me. But anyway I says Yes I am--Youre sposed to greet me SaraFerret-whats happened? Oh my I tells him--dere was some kind of mixup where Muldoone was sposed to be here but he still has footie problems from dose quills and so I gots call on emergencies. I reaches up and read de note. Please greet Wiley--he had lymphoma. Small world I tells him I had dat disease too. You lasted lots longer den I did--My vet and mommy kept me going wit Pred and amoxy or sumthing like dat for 2 years, but 3 years is like wow. Oh I see where you liked sweet food. Dere is lots of dat here likes sweet iced tea and Pepsis and squirt cheese on crackers and even licorice--I like the red kind-- do you. Yep he answered those are my favorites. I noticed his heavy backpack and asked him what he was carrying and he showed me all dese squeakie toys even toy squeaki mice and then as luck would not have it, a real mousie angel showed up to check on de kits. Wiley says oh wowsie play toys and he picks up mousie angel and twirls him around by his tail. Oh-oh dis must be stopped. Uh, Wiley de Boss frouwns on tossing de mousie angels around--dey are his creatures too. OOPS he says--sorry mousie angel but de mousie angel just looked at him and with a loud squeak marched away squeaking loudly at what had happened to him. Wiley said dat he was really sorry--he didnt mean to hurt it-he just tought it was a toy mousie. Well I can see dat Mully will has to give Wiley etiquette lessons, but oh well, mousie wasnt hurt. I tells Wiley dat he was ok and just to let it go. Would you like to get your wings now and when Mully gets off hurt foot leave he will gives you flying lessons. You could see Wiley's eyes light up. Really. I have heard lotsa about Muldoone, de famous bridge greeter. So we got Wiley all fixed up and found a great den with de rest of his business. And so ended another day at de Rainbow Bridge Dooks of love SaraFerret [Posted in FML issue 5197]