OK- so I'm boxing up stuff to send for the Thanksgiving exchange, very
pleased with myself at getting so much done today.  I tape up a couple
boxes and am starting to tape up the third.  Dogs are worked, ferts are
asleep, everything is peaceful.  THEN..... a tiny ferret girl head pokes
out from a hammie in the box- The peaceful day is out the door- now I'm
headed to emergency because I'm having a heart attack.  So..  I open the
other boxes to make sure, and lo and behold, there is a little silver
creature blinking sleepily up at me.  Then..  I notice that all of the
things that should have been in the box are not.  Somehow, we know not
how, they ended up under the bed.  Hmmm.The house may be haunted, because
the dogs can't get under the bed, and the ferrets wouldn't do that... I
would have been really sad if I had mailed my ferrets.
 
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When you get a chance to be nice to someone, take it: everyone is hiking
uphill.
[Posted in FML issue 3960]