One year ago today I lost my best pal. Pendleton was the ferret who would snooze on my chest while I watched tv. He knew when I was depressed and needed a hug. I miss his regal face with his pretty pink eyes. I miss the way he squinted when he used the potty. I forgave him for so many things, like filling the arms of my mother's couch with ferret crap and piddle. We could'nt figure out where the smell was coming from , until I flipped the couch back and dried ferret crap came tumbling out. I loved running with him in the park, I know he was laughing at me when I ran backwards into a tree. He chased his ball down the steps, and danced, and spread kibble all over. I used to sing to him Mommy's little baby, Mommys little man, always held in Mommy's arms and in mommy's heart. Pen, I hope you met Fizzy at the bridge. He came up a few months after you. Momma loves you and wears your tag on a ribbon, along with Fizzy's [Posted in FML issue 5305]