[Ann C.] Dear Ann, I am hoping you don't mind if Pie sat this one out. I figured that after all that you did for my wife and loved ones, it should be me who found your Chico and reunited him with Brutus. Things here have been, well they've been pretty darn fun. I knew ferrets were your thing, and while I helped out here and there, I never knew just how much they could touch your heart and heal so many things. Ollie has been my constant side kick since I came here and he and I eventually found Brutus and we make a pretty good trio. When Chico was ready to be on his way Brutus told me, and because Pie was so busy taking care of things closer to his earthen home, we decided to go about things on our own. Now I gotta tell ya, making ones way over the Bridge to this side is one thing, but finding our way back, well let's just say none of us have very good directional skills, that and then every time Brutus and Ollie found something fun, we had to stop - of course - and enjoy it. Heck even I stopped when we came to the ummmhummmm beer garden. What can I say, a sip now and then it just what a guy needs. I would say it took us every bit of four hours to get to the Bridge and the only reason we knew we were there is after the third hour, we began seeing OBVIOUS signs which said "This Way To The Bridge Dopes!", I suppose they meant us, so we followed. When we got there, Chico was standing there, tapping his foot, with this impatient look on his face. Sheesh I did't know a ferret give give you the stink eye like that! And here I thought he couldn't see a thing and we could fib and say we got lost. Nope, he knew it all, lectured us, pointed to the sign's, poofed out, war danced, dooked and then bumped into my leg and we all began laughing our butts, both fuzzy and non-fuzzy off. So my dear Ann, your sweet Chico made it here, CAN see, and we will be forever known as the Fabulous Four. Much Love, Bruce Troutman, Fat Ollie, Brutus & Chico [Posted in FML 7592]