My mama kitty has gone over the bridge.I call her my mama kitty since she would mother anything small,and mothered two ferret kits for me.They have grown up,but still treated her differently than the other cats,more respect.They wouldn't hesitate to run at or jump on any of the others,but never her.I even have pictures of them sleeping together.She was a grand champion and a national award winner,but what I'll always remember is her and her baby ferrets sleeping together.Now she's with her mother and grandmother on the other side.She lost her last battle with cancer,but never complained. On to better news,Jasmine is growing her fur back after her surgery 2.5 weeks ago.She has five o'clock shadow now,and maybe I won't have to knit her a sweater afterall.She no longer looks like a ferret monk,with a bald head,and I'm sure she's glad to have fur on her feet for the winter.She slides better on the tiles now. Sandy & Ferreteers A fuzzbutt in the hand and two from the shelter equal ferret math. [Posted in FML issue 2481]