Hey Everyone,
 
It was finally a pretty day here and I had to spend part of it in the
library.  Oh well, such is the life of a poor student.  ;-)
 
The other night I was sitting down to veg out in front of the tv and eat a
bowl of spaghetti when I got double teamed.  Pookie Bear and Connor, the
Siamese, decided to try and check out what I had.  Now all I had was
spaghetti noodles with a tomato sauce but you would have thought it was a
steak.  Connor kept jumping on the arm of the chair as Pookie raced up into
my lap to grab the bowl.  I shooed him off the arm and her out of my lap
about 10 times.  Connor was ready to give up and just sit on the side table
and look pitiful when Pookie did a kamakazee raid on the bowl of pasta I was
holding.  She raced up the chair and across my lap, and before I could
react, grabbed a mouthful of pasta and took off.  Now the sight of a small
white fuzzball running off with red, dripping noodles hanging out of mouth
was just too much for me and I started laughing so hard that I didn't see
the second wave until too late.  Noticing my reaction, or should I say lack
of reaction, Connor decided that Pookie had a great idea and made his own
raid.  So in one corner of the living room sat one very smart ferret and in
the other sat a not so bright but learning Siamese, both enjoying their
pasta.  And no, it did nothing to stop their begging attempts while I
finished my meal standing up.
 
Maggie Mae and the Missouri Mob
[Posted in FML issue 1832]