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Well hiya all, Dis is SaraFerret. Mommy apparently made a boo-boo and
instead of posting a greeting to de FML she just send it to Melanie his
furless mom. Okays mommy still has de letter and is gonna fix it up
right
Well anyway dis Beautiful sable honey boy--Fred traipsed (big
word-dictionary agains) acwoss de Rainbow Bwidge. Wow was he a handsome
big boy -- not chubby or any fat on him -- just a nice muscular ferret
that everys girl ferrets dreams of.
He needed absolutely no help gettin acwoss and I introduces myself to
him. Hiya Fred I is SaraFerret greeter at de Bwidge how was your twip.
Well his eyes kinda started dwipping water and he kepts hiding it from
me--ya know how guys are--big macho ting. I patted him on de shoulder
and tells him its gonna be ok. But water kept coming--poor Mommy--she
is so crying and upsets dat she lost me. I knows and I tells him how my
Hooman mommy cwied and cwied when I went over de bwidge. I says well do
you wanna see you Mommyfor a few seconds--dis is real unusual so soon,
but I tinks dis will really helps you. So offs we trot to de reflecting
pool--we both looked in and I tuned it in to earth and esp his old home
and dere he saw Mommy with de other 7 furries and misc cats, dogs, etc.
He yells Mommy--and somehow she mustve heard hims cuz she looks up kinda
shocked but quit with de cwies and smiled really bigged and started
waving toward de sky. He says well did she hears me--I says nope, but
she senses it and I tink she feels lots better now dat she knows you is
here.
He gots a big smile on his face. So onto business--he says where now.
Well first we have to fix you up in ferret angel clothes so you looks
proper for de Boss. We made it to de kit village and apparently we had
arrived as dey had just finishes making de beautiful sea blue wings with
halo to match. Looked perfect for a big boy type furry. He twies it all
on and wowsie did he look good. My little heart did a pitter-patter.
but I figures fat chance for hairless me with no hair but my busy tail
and dat outfit. But den miracle of miracles he smiles at me and he says
Ms SaraFerret would you do me de honor of being my dance partner at de
otters and blackfoots wardance tonites. I asks him how he knew about
dat-and he said de kits and older ferrets were all a-chatterin about it.
Well of course I says yes--first time in ages--wish I could finds a fur
ferret coat to wear so I would look pretty. He mustve read my mind--Ms
SaraFerret you are drop-dead beautiful just as you are. No more pitter
patter just thump a thump--well naturally I will have to find some really
nice dancing clothes.
I finally recovers and shows him around de place--Not de grand tour as he
says he wants to save all his energy for dancing wit me. So offs we went
tofind him a place--kinda distant from de party animals (he says he loves
dem-but likes to be quiet sometimes--so dere it was an old tree wit a
carved entrance--where did dat pwace come from--well he wents inside and
I told him it was vacant for now--curtains and lace doilies--I could see
his mind ticking as he was rearranging the den in his mind. He says just
perfect-so we helps hanging de hammie. New carpets. And den I tells him
where I livesand he will meet me later to picks me up. Oh wowsie, all
de little kits got me all dolled up with new eyeliner, etc. and den he
came for me and we danced de night away. Finally de nite was over and
he escorted me home and says well we wll be seeing a lots of each other.
Sorry Mommy Melanie, didnt mean to talk so personal about myselfs.
But Fred is so happy and de otters and other wildies love him and de kits
tink he is some kinda rock star.
Tomorrow we will take de longer tour and I will fills him in on de big
twip we tooks to ermine country which reminds me--next week and for a
couple a weeks after we will be catching on our twip and some of de
excitement.
Dooks and Love to all
A flurtacious SaraFerret
[Posted in FML issue 4913]
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