Devil woke up suddenly at 6:30am, which was very strange.  Most ferrets
in her small California town woke up early, but she was lazy and
easygoing.  The morning was wasted if she woke up before 9, but since she
was awake, she got out of bed and rode her bike to the nearest bakery.
life gets up too early! she mumbled.  Even though she was definitely
old enough to drive, she usually rode her bike, ferrets driving could
be dangerous business, anyways!  She walked into the bakery, ordered a
bagel, and walked out.  Before leaving, she noticed, strangely, there was
only one other ferret in the place.  Devil got her bagel and walked down
to the beach.  The strange ferret did not follow, so she forgot about it.
She sat on the beach, but had to shoo away too many seagulls attacking
her food, so she rode back to her house.  Only 7:00!  Devil groaned.  Too
late to go back to sleep, and waaaaaay to early to be up.  She crawled
back into her soft purple hammie that some cousin of hers gave her.  It
matched her dark sable fur perfectly, and was fuzzy as well.  she fell
right asleep, until her stupid alarm clock went off.  Wait a minute, she
thought, she didnt have an alarm clock, so what was it?  Looking ready
to kill, devil got out of bed and looked around.  The doorbell was
ringing, and devil ran to answer it.  The ferret from the bakery stood in
the doorway.  Devil looked at him suspiciously, what do you want? she
asked.  The strange ferret handed her a note -if you accept this SAS
mission, you will be sent to training in London.- London!!!!!  YES!!!!
Shopping here I come!!!!!!  This is so kewl!!!!! devil looked up, and
the ferret was gone.
 
From her soft fleece hammie, Trouble looked out the window at the beauty
of the Texas morning.  She went downstairs and poured herself a glass of
iced tea, then looked at the clock.  It was 7:00, she had slept in.  She
sat at the table and looked at the sunlight streaming in through the
kitchen window.  It was almost the same color as her cinnamon fur, but
she had spent enough time in the kitchen.  She took her tea outside to
the front porch.  It was a beautiful, sunny day, and from where she was
sitting on the porch steps, trouble could see that the sockweeds (which
were actually blue and white flowers, that happened to look and smell
just as good as real sox.  Trouble had a vase full of them in her living
room that some gentleman ferret had given her.) anyways, the sockweeds
she had planted were blooming, and her yard looked almost as pretty as
her neighbor, Weezils.  She finished her tea and went back inside, it
was 7:30.  Trouble had just sat down to her breakfast, when the phone
rang.  She wasnt expecting her friend Slinky to call for another hour,
so she ignored it.  She heard a strange ferrets voice on the answering
machine.  -call this number to reach the SAS, it is very important that
you call.- trouble ran to pick up the phone, but was to late.  She
replayed the message, there was definitely no number.
[Posted in FML issue 4962]