Deep in the TN woods, one can hear the Oracle mumbling as she stirs and
toils away over a potion.  Little critters, called ferrets, are back
from stealing away all requested ingredients and one by one present them
to her.  Yes, essence of Wolfy's giggle, Sukie's wisdom, Alexandria's
creativity, Judy's organization, BIG's diplomacy, Kat's generosity,
shelter mommy and daddy dedication, breeder responsibility, and lastly --
the essence of ... Bob Church's mojo.  Fold it up into the soul of all
the FML, and plop plop fizz fizz!  Finally, it's ready.
 
Into the newly rebuilt radio flyer and off they go.  First they pick up
helpful weasels like Parris, Tonks and Petey, Rio and Tweak, and all the
Rodeo Clown Fuzzbuts.  Zooming over the skies as a red blur, the Oracle
prepares her secret weapon.  With a huge gulp she drinks down the entire
potion.  And as they travel across the world ... it ferments into
something powerfully, noxious.
 
The Oracles staff begins to beep slowly and then faster and faster as
they get closer and closer to the target.  Its limited GPS capabilities
direct them right to the glimmer of the tiny red, radio flyer wagon down
below and it's two now greasy pilots with tools in hand.  "Down there,
there they are," shout the fuzzies dancing about in the wagon.  The wagon
zooms down at speeds equaling a periguin falcons.  The Oracle then pulls
up on the throttle so that the wagon swoops over the heads of the shocked
Switch and Lily.  Efforts only equaling a champion, she releases a
gaseous cloud that descends the two rogue ferts.  They are stunned enough
so that the rescuers can load up the gassed girls who's hair was now
standing on end.  Then they put the tiny flyer into toe and begin their
search for Todd.
 
The fuzzbutt Rodeo Clowns go into blood hound mode.  Little noses twitch
a mile a minute as they scour the country side and guide the heroes
through the night.  A dooking begins and it escalates as the excitement
reaches a peak.  FOUND!  TODD IS FINALLY FOUND!
 
After the flyer lands on the grassy meadow, many tiny paws lift and carry
the Todd to the broken wagon.  He giggles as the paws tickle his sides.
He has a grip on those raisons, however.  The ferts pull and pull to no
avail.  "Oh well, it will make him more manageable on the way home
anyway," says the Oracle.  She then turns to Switch and Lily and shakes
her finger at them.  "Naughty naughty," she chastised.  Switch twists her
face trying not to laugh and so as to hide her feeling of triumph.  But
Lily, a little daft, lets out an overt "Heeeeeeeee" and Switch shoots her
a look to hush her.  The ladies know that they had a victory.  They
pulled off what no one else could ... a joy ride in the Oracles' precious
hovercraft.  What's more the Oracle couldn't even rescue Todd by herself.
She had to enlist help from the FML as well as their ferrets!
 
With a wide grin, the Oracle scampers her feet Fred Flintsone style, puts
the craft into motion.  One by one, the Oracle delivers everyone back
home.  Then off the Oracle goes into the moonlit sky.  And what a fruity
moon it was!
 
The Great Ferret Oracle
Ps. Beware of Ferret nazi's always.  Or I'll do a dance and a poof on you!
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[Posted in FML issue 4623]