LOST FERRET

Lost in the Old Brooklyn area, ok to be exact, Bucyrus. Yes, the queen of preaching had an escape. (I told you nothing is ferret proof)

Last night after two boarders were dropped off, the owner and I came downstairs. Alvin and Rudolph followed.

Garbage night so I grabbed the bad of trash, hubby grabbed Rudolph and Alvin. I went out the door with the lady who dropped off, chatted for a while, and she helped me take out the trash.

I DID NOT MAKE SURE THE SCREEN DOOR PROPERLY LATCHED. THIS ONE IS MY FAULT.

So now Alvin is out on a great adventure, and I am worried sick. I have posted signs, trust me I am good for my word on the reward, swallowed my pride called the APL, and will drop off some posters at a couple of the local stores.

I also talked to several neighbors, hubby passed out business cards last night, drove the neighborhood, took the dog out to look, I walked the neighborhood shaking his treat can. 4 AM I finally had to stop, my hip felt like an ice pick was being shoved through it.

I have a migrain, and can barely move right now, so if you see my little man Alvin, please bring him home. He is so special to me, it is hard to describe.