It was a lovely day at de Bridge. SaraFerret was resting in her hammie. (Mercy, she had been so busy this past week with her bridgegreeter studies--yes as always, bridgegreeters always have to brush up their skills with the Boss--and for sure it would never do to FAIL A TEST. But she had passed everything and so.) It was nice and peaceful, and the kits were out playing. Then she heard a knock at her cottage door, so she hopped out of the hammie, and went to answer. She opened it and there stood Dexter, the little boy courier, with a note in his paws. He said, "Hi SawaFewwet, I has a special message for you. A fewwet is cwossing de Bwidge and her Mommy wequested you gweet her. Bet you are surpwised I knocked on your door, huh. Anyway, do you want me to wound up her gang?" He handed me the note and I read it. (Okay, I made the assumption that he had already read it since he mentioned the gang). So I asked him to get the group and meet us somewhere like the Wing House or such. He assured me he would. I could only hope my message got through to him. But he seemed like he had behaved so unusually well for once, so I gave him the big task. Then I headed for the entrance hoping I would be in time. Of course not, why did I think I would be? I saw the little girl fuzzy looking around as if to start to head off on her own. I ran up to her and introduced myself, "Hi I am SaraFerret and I am de bridgegreeter. (PANT-PANT) Welcome to de Rainbow Bridge. (PANT-PANT) Dis is your new forever home. Here you will have no more pain or suffering. You will run on green grass forever and have lotsa friends. Did I mention de fun and games?' She said, "How nice to meet you. I am Gracie and I belong to Mommy Kim. Do you know her? Do you always breathe like that? Maybe you should see a nice doctor like I always did. Mommy said that I would get to see my friend here but I don't see him; all I see is you, but I guess you will be nice to play with just as well. I promise I won't bite you. Mommy rescued me from a nasty place where I was in a hamster cage. Have you ever been in one of those? In a lot of poop. I mean I couldn't even move around without stepping in it. Do you reckon those other people that had me before lived like that--slept in places inches deep in their own poop. I mean really!!!!! Us ferrets are clean; we are not nasty and dirty; the nerve of those people. But I wasn't very nice to Mommy; I did bite her until I got to know her better. Do you think she ever forgave me for the marks I put on her? Oh yeah do you have any extra white fur that I can put on as I am kinda bare and I would hate for my friends to see me like this and could you fix this nasty bump behind my ear." I replied, "Lets see if I can answer your questions Gracie. No, I don't always breathe like this. I was in a rush and I ran instead of flying; its a long story. I have never met your Mommy although I have greeted many who have belonged to her so I feel as though I do know her. You will get to meet your gang in a little while, but we have some other business to do. I won't worry about the biting. I am sure your Mommy forgave you a long time ago. She kept you, didn't she. I was a bit of a nipper until I crossed the bridge and I left many a mark on my mommy and I know she misses me still. As to your previous owners, ah well you can never tell about people. Maybe they did live like that. Some people prefer to live in their house piled up to the heavens in their own poop also. However some people (sadly) live in nice houses and leave their fuzzies to live in poop. GO FIGURE! One of these days the Boss may send a lightning bolt to them to remind them of what they are doing. Now to your fur and your lump. Have you checked yourself since you arrived?" She reached down and felt soft white fur and reached behind her ear and NO LUMP. There was fur on her back too. She said, "How did you get so much fur to cover all of me." I replied, "Its just one of those things that happens here when fuzzies arrive at de bridge. And then I told her about the big surprise. I showed her my wings and told her she would be getting her very own pair special for her and in her own color. But she would have to follow me. So off we went down de garden path to de Wing House where de wings were stored. All of a sudden POUNCE! POUNCE! we were set upon by 4 fuzzies (oh yes! Dexter had told them to meet us at the Wing House, but not how to meet us). Gracie and I were underneath this group of happiness and as we prized ourselves out she was greeted with hugs by them. Her buddy, Cole, and of course Bob, and Frank, and Jesse and then there was me, SaraFerret with the bent wings. I laughed along with them all--hey I can be a good sport after all. But we had unfinished business to do so we opened de door to de Wing House and on de counter was a big box--of course. Gracie opened de box and took out her wings--bright pink with silver streaks, oh so perfect for a little fuzzy who had been through so much. I helped her put on her wings and Cole adjusted her halo. Then she ran to the big vanity mirror and gazed at her reflection and saw all of her new fur and yes it was all there and the lump was indeed gone and she turned to me and said, "Gee I wish Mommy could see me now." Den I gots an idea. So we left there and went down de path to de Misting Pond. We sat down beside de cool clear water and with one swish we saw the vision of Mommy Kim appear. Gracie got so excited she started waving and dooking with all of her might. "I love you Mommy. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for rescuing me. I am sorry I bit you. Its too bad people like my other owners were so nasty. Thank you for holding me while I crossed." Then she began to throw hugs and kisses and one new strand of white fur and laid them on a nearby shooting star and by de time you should read this it should have landed there. And with another swish the vision was gone. We left there and went down the road and the boys were busy visiting with Gracie and telling her about their cottage and the party they were planning. I could tell she was all wrapped up in her new life and had no more need of me, so I gave her a hug and I just slipped away. I could tell Gracie was now happy in her new forever home. Lovey and hugs, SaraFerret, bridgegreeter [Posted in FML 6804]