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Sandy Repper <[log in to unmask]>
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Tue, 19 Dec 2000 23:54:25 EST
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This is a strange story, at least I thought it so, when it happened.  It
was Christmas Eve of 1998, and everyone was excited and full of
anticipation about Santa Claus coming, even the ferrets had caught the
mood.  The tree was finally up, although it hadn't been easy with all the
fuzzy help.  Retrieving ornaments, trying not to light up a ferret, and
playing tug of war with a candy cane.
 
We had left putting the star on top of the tree until Christmas Eve, as
usual.  With all the hustle and bustle, baking of cookies, and chasing
ferts who ran off with a cookie, we didn't get around to the traditional
star setting until late in the evening.  I got out the familiar tree
topper, and when all had gathered around, including the fuzzies, I went to
put the star on the top of the tree.  As we were admiring it, it fell off,
just like it had been pushed.  I didn't think I had done that bad a job of
placement, but I tried it again.  Every time I tried to put it up, it came
tumbling down again.  I knew something strange was afoot, what I didn't
know.
 
I couldn't see any reason it wouldn't stay up there.  There was nothing in
the way, and the top branch was straight and strong.  All of the ferrets
were dooking and dancing around the tree.  I looked at them suspiciously,
but all were there, and must think this was some new kind of fun game.  No,
that wasn't it.  They weren't looking at the star I was holding, they were
looking at the top of the tree.  I'd never seen them so excited.  Then I
heard my grandson yell out, while looking at the top of the tree," Look
Nana, it's a ferret angel." I looked up and saw what certainly seemed to be
a pale ferret sitting on the top branch.  The branch never bent or swayed,
as you'd think it would, and that ferret vision looked very familiar.  It
then sort of shimmered and was gone, but it came back on and off to sit on
the top branch of our tree.  We never did get that star to stay put on the
top branch that year.  Well, what did we need with a star, when we had our
very own ferret angel.
 
Sandy and Fuzzbutts Five
This is for you Valentine, 1-1-91 to 12-22-98
[Posted in FML issue 3272]

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