Today finds SaraFerret checking thru de Boss's big book of Ferrets. OOPS! Lotsa notes falls out--a long delayed posty falls out--As you are all aware, ferrets at de Bridge are no longer allowed to have computers (something about ordering pizzas and you can imagine how that prank went over). So messages are sent telepathically to the human who must post them. And so..... Today is a beautiful day at de bridge. SaraFerret was basking in de warm sunshine all splayed out just relaxing when all of a sudden a note dropped on her. SPLAT! Ok, Relaxation time over. She read de note and sped off for the entrance. Just in time! He raced across de bridge and nearly ran right over me. Fuzzy in a hurry. I picked myself up and introduced myself, Hi I am SaraFerret and I am de bridgegreeter. Welcome to de Rainbow Bridge. He says, Oops, didn't mean to runs over you. My name is Mick and I belong to Mommy Julie. I was just kinda scared cause I was taken to some kinda strange place and dey gives me some kinda shot because Mommy says I was so sick and I has to go someplace and when I wakes up I was just running. So what is dis place. Well Mick, I says, dis is your new forever home, here you will have no pain or suffering, no litter pans, lotsa food and water, endless places to play, did I mention fun and games. Oh I notice dat you brings a heavy backpack with you (unlike humans, fuzzies can take it with dem on dere bridge journey). Well Mick unzipped his backpack and opened it and took it out and asked, do I have to give dem up? No of course not, I said, I am just nosey, like any fuzzy, its been so long since I was dere, I just wanna see what all de fuzzies bring on dere bridge journey. He took out---- a pink Walt Disney World blanket and a tiny stuffed bear. I asks, How did you evers gets all dat stuff in dat backpack. Well, Mick replys, It wasn't easy, but I did it. We chatted a bit about a few things and den Mick notices my wings. What are dose things on you? Dose are wings. WINGS? Hey, do I get dose. You bet you do. So off we went down de garden path toward Kit and Kaboodle where all de wings were stored. We opened de door and on de counter was a big box (of course). Mick opened de box and took out de wings--blue with black racing stripes. Perfect for a boy fuzzy. I helped him on with his wings and adjusted his halo. (Bit tricky for newcomers). He went over to de mirror and looked at his reflection and all of a sudden he saw himself as he had been in days of his youth--a fluffy fuzzy--no more sick--in fact he felt great. I had to warn him not to try flying right away until he had a flying lesson. Sometimes fuzzies end up topsy-turvy when dey try first time. He giggled at de thought. We opened de door and we trotted down de garden path to de misting pond. I swished de water and we saw Mommy Julie appear and Mick began throwing hugs and kisses and den he wrapped dem with love and laid dem on a nearby shooting star which was on its way to earth. He made a promise dat one day he would visit his Mommy and she would know by his musky scent or his scratchy whiskers on her cheeks dat he had been dere. But most of all--dere was de everlasting promise of the Rainbow Bridge--One day they would be reunited and would run forever together. So ended another greeting at de bridge SaraFerret, Bridgegreeter [Posted in FML 5738]