Well, Friday I got my free sample of the ferret chew toy that someone
(sorry, I don't remember the name) posted about a couple weeks back.  Gosh!
What a fast response!  Couldn't for the life of me make any sense of what
they were talking about, and the send a SASE really baffled me in the
respect of how in the heck is a *toy* going to fit in an envelope and go
through our postal service and survive?
 
Well, it all makes perfect sense to me since I sent away for it, and I
believe I'm going to purchase the toys in "jumbo packs".  That's how big of
a hit it was!
 
Undo the envelope , holding this toy and think, "uh, ok,.....ONE toy and
FIVE fuzzies....whattcha going to do?" I look at each and think, ok?  cut it
up?  Put it in their cage?  hmmmm.  I decided to test it's validity on none
other then Ms. Picky herself.  The QUEEN of the Wardancers and the QUEEN of
"what's the point of eating, there's too much to do!".  Who will not eat
anything except her dry food and fruit loops.  (Now her duck soup, but I
have to wait until she's played some before she will "settle" for stopping
long enough to eat!) Morrow!  Picked her up, her little eyes staring
lavishly at the floor, probably thinking to herself "oh NO!" she took one
little *sniff*, looked at me, looked back at it and promptly chomped down.
Unfortunately, the end results are not in yet.....It has "disappeared"
forever in a hideyhole....
 
BTW, alot has asked me how "Morrow" got her name....thought I'd pass that
on...
 
            Today,
            To Morrow
            Forever,
            Together
 
Karen and the living ferret flower pot, ALL sleeping in one hammock,
with five fuzzie heads hanging out.
[Posted in FML issue 2037]