No. 421 was sitting by the fireplace reading his new seed catalog when there was a soft tapping on the door. Oliver was coming around the corner with a big piece of raisin cake. He heard the tapping and turned to go to the door. Bluebird was fluttering her wings and peeping excitedly. "No. 421 I has a ticket from the Receiving Angel," Bluebird said. "He said to hurry over with this one as he passed a few days ago." Bluebird swooped down and stole a big raisin out of Oliver's cake, then, dipping her wings, she flew off. "Says here," No. 421 said. "We need to locate Billy the Kid. Seems he is here, and he is Dewds only relative. Go over to Bakin' Bertha's, I think you may find him there." "You don't mean the cowboy," Oliver said? "The one that wanted to ride the cat? Is he still allowed in Bakin' Bertha's storeroom?" "Not any more," No. 421 said. "He goes over to Bakin' Bertha's once in a while for lunch, so I'm thinkin' she might know where he stays." Oliver hurried down to Bankin' Berthas, while No. 421 raced up to the bridge. A sweet white ferret with dark eyes and an Eagles hammock was just starting across the planks. "Hello there," No. 421 called. "Are you Dewd?" The little ferret looked up. "Yes, I'se Dewd, where am I? Where is my family?" "You are at the Rainbow Bridge Son, and I think you have a relative here," No. 421 said. "Oliver, my currier has gone to see. What do you have there?" "This is my Eagles Hammock," Dewd said. "Can I keep it?" "Of course you can -- did I just hear someone talking? Oh here's Oliver and Billy the Kid. You know Billy don't you?" "Billy" cried Dewd. "How you doin'? Boy, have I missed you! Kinda hard to get into trouble alone." The two ferrets dooked and slapped each other on the shoulders, then dooked some more. "Hey, No. 421," Billy said. "Dewd is coming home with me, right? We have a lot of catching up to do." "Well then, that is all settled." No. 421 said. "You two run along and I'll send a message home with Shooting Star that Dewd is here safe and sound." The two ferrets started down the path to Billy the Kid's mound. Billy told Dewd all the things he was planning and about the fun they would have. "Let's fix you a bed in the room with me on the south side of the mound facing the café," Billy said. "Bakin' Bertha has two cute waitress working for her, and we can see them every morning as they run from their mound to the café from that window. Then, I had this idea that did not work, and I think you, being new, can pull it off." Billy began to explain how Bakin' Bertha had a few mice in her storeroom. She borrowed a cat named Ida, from the Cat Division of the bridge, to stay over night now and again till the mice left. "I thought she would make a good horse, and I could ride her around," Billy The Kid said. "Well, she told Bakin' Bertha and SHE TOLD The Boss, so I can't go to the store room anymore. Dooks and double dooks, this will be great -- they don't know you, so maybe you and me can pull this off and be riding all over the place on our own "ferret size" horse. We'll have to work on that." Shooting Star came swooping down to get a kiss from Dewd to carry back to earth, and then she streaked across the skies. The two ferrets went into Billy's mound and began fixing a bed for Dewd. No. 421 and Oliver went home. Oliver went to the kitchen for another piece of raisin cake, and No. 421 wrote in his logbook, mission accomplished. Dewd is here living with Billy the Kid. Those two will liven things up down by the cafe I am sure, but I'll send word to Bakin' Bertha to keep an eye out for them. If Ida does not scare the mice, those two will. The fun is just beginning. [Posted in FML 6600]