Before anything else, I want to send my sincere condolences to all
who've had their babies cross to the bridge, and to all who are fighting
illnesses.  Working the 2nd job for Fang's upcoming surgery has been
hectic, but hey, it's Valentine's and that means it's the 2nd biggest
holiday next to Christmas.  Hopefully things will slow down a bit soon.
 
Lisa, hey woman, I could have told you ferrets do that!  Our cats have
always rearranged the furniture, and now with the fuzzies they have a great
time-I've found trails of black olives, hamburger, chicken pizza all over
the house after we've all been gone.  Furniture just not quite where it
should be, movies not rewound.  I know what they're all doing while we're
out there slaving for their comfort!
 
And Wolfy!  I need to know the color of that robe of yours.  And here you
are now letting the Carpet Shark ride your little red wagon.  Tsk Tsk.  Um,
the vapors eliminated by the propulsion engine-ah, does the word "BEANO"
mean anything?  You call that smoke?  How about pollution????  You aren't
waving that hairball on the end of that staff for nothing-you're trying to
be able to breathe!  Just don't go lighting any candles in the vicinity as
the Shark and Pongo the natural gas machine fly by you!  No wonder you're
spinning around.  And the ferrets are just following you, you're using
their war dances as air conditioning!
 
We're combating colds-not human-ferrets here at our house.  I've had Jill
and Mookie all bundled up, little ice packs on their heads, steaming cups
of chicken broth beside them.  Jill would like to say that her preference
is for Puffs with lotion.  There they are, little eyes hurting from the
colds, can't watch their favorite TV shows, read those books "How I managed
stalking the wild feral cat" by Sunny M.  Rhino, or "Feed that cold, starve
that fever" by Kouri (Mr. Mahvelous) Wood.  Mookie did want Wolfy to know
that he can wrestle better than the fuzzies on the web site, and as soon as
he can get his strength back up he's going to show me!  Oh, wait, they're
ringing their little bells for more attention.  Wow, I sure hope the others
stay healthy.  All this running, cooking them special foods, listening to
them sneeze and complain about the cat's walking through their
rooms........ All right, Mookie, all right-I'll make sure the broth is
exactly lukewarm, Jill, what do you mean you want me to fluff your pillow?
What pillow-no, you cannot use my pillow it won't fit in your hammock!  And
you just had your cold medicine, you don't need more, Mookie, puhleez cover
your mouth when you sneeze.  What cartoons did you want to watch next?
 
Rebecca and the Sneezin' Crew of Merry Mayhem
"Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy, and
 taste good with ketchup"
[Posted in FML issue 3326]