"Oh my!"
::The Oracle holds up a tiny pair of ceramic blue Dutch wood shoes::
 
"What's this!  What's this?!  ::gasp::  It's from Stephanie in Holland!
My little blue shoes that I didn't pick up during the Great Race around
the world with the Ferret Charmer.  ::Clasping my heart::  Okay now I
must go there someday to give her a personal hug from me.  Me, the ever
so wonderful Ferret Oracle.  Yes.  And I will have to do an on the spot
prophetization for her.  ::Smacking Wolfy away::  Yes that is a word,
Wolfy.  Go away.  Now it's a word anyway.  So it has been said, and so
it will be written ... by meeeeee!"
 
::Wolfy steps forward, grabs the Oracle and tosses her back into the
closet where she belongs::
 
"Hi Stephanie.  I got the shoes safe and sound two days ago.  The are on
my desk right in front of me as I type.  Thank you so much!
 
Wolfy, no the Oracle, no Dori, no Edith, no wait .... Donkey on  Drugs!
[Posted in FML issue 5247]