Howdy All,
I just thought I would throw this true story out there, and maybe if I'm
lucky someone will get a laugh out of it.  Here Goes...
 
My parents have prairie dogs, and we've had prairie dogs about as long
as I've had ferrets.  we've had a total of 5 prairie dogs* to date, all
were rescues, and most were abused so they all had there "issues".  One
PD we had finally got used to the ferrets to a point.  (we have to keep
in mind, wild ferrets (black footed) eat prairie dogs, so, the PDs think
there gonna get Eaton) well Cheyenne got used to the ferrets and she
would come waddling down the hall way, Rizzo loved her.  He would scruff
her and drag her around, while she was cussing him the whole time.  He
would bounce around her and then grab her, some times he didn't grab her
neck, he'd grab her fuzzy butt and drag her, That just annoyed her more.
So while she was busy cussing Rizzo, Storm would come bouncing up and
would try to "help" Rizzo drag Chyer around, So now she's got TWO ferrets
dragging her around and arguing over who gets to drag her down the hall
way and who gets to drag her back up the hall way.  Finally she gets
annoyed and Chatters at them, they look at her like "Well Fine!  just be
that way!" And away she would waddle...
 
Ok so there really wasn't a point to that story, but I'm kind of loopy
right now, I pulled a muscle in my back earlier today, a combination of
medication and pain I'm seeing new colors...whoohoo.
 
*(for the record, I do NOT recommend any one getting a prairie dog, most
people should not be allowed to get them because of there umm...habits,
if your truly interested in one, e-mail me and I'll give you some
information on them, and places to start...anyway)
 
  --Heather and The Weasel Wannabes
 
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[Posted in FML issue 4097]