It doesn't get much better than this:

Every morning at 7:35am, Sean very carefully takes Rocky out of his hammy in his cage. He wraps him in his ferret afghan, and walks back to his chair by the window. He cradles Rocky like a baby in his arms on his back, and then delicately rubs him under his chin. Rocky settles back and doesn't go back to sleep as he would most other times. He keeps his eye's half open, and for good reason.

Sean keeps looking up at the window every few seconds ...
waiting.

Meanwhile his little fingers delicately trace Rock's lips, mouth, and face. He bends over and kisses him on top of his head. Rocky can't help but drift off for a few seconds. Sean begins quietly talking to Rocky, telling him how pretty he is, how special he is, and little boy secrets. If you listen very carefully, you will hear Sean tell Rocky how God made him just for him, and that they will be forever friends. Rocky opens his eyes as Sean kisses him again, but this time on his chocolate outlined nose that God made for Sean to kiss.

"Here it is Rocky," he says excitedly but stills softly. Sean's face takes on a rosy glow as he smiles. Rocky looks up at the light on Sean's face, and at the urgency of his voice. Light begins to glitter in Sean's blue eyes more and more. Rocky is oblivious to what is happening outside the window, but begins curiously sniffing the air trying to pick up what has his little boy so enthralled. His eyes perk up, his head rises a bit, and he keeps searching the little boys face and seems to feel the excitement.

"What kind is it today, Sean," I ask. "Oh, Mommy today is a good day. Quick, hurry, come look! " I walk over and look out the window with them and I can't help but smile. "Mommy, today is a special day I think. See? It's pink ... it's so pink ... it's white pink and blue pink and special pink.

Wow."

At this point the sunrise seems to fade next to the sight next to me. I look down at my special little boy with his special little ferret and say,

"That sure is special.."