Bless her.  I've just read the last couple of FML's and saw that Scarlett
bodged the web site address.  Ok - Scarlett?  Are ya with us lass?  I'll -
type - this - slow - so - you - can - get - it - all - down - alright?
(I'll pay for that one - I can feel the smack round the back of the head
already...)
 
Ok.  Here we go.  If you would like to peruse the Scarlett's Happy Dookers
web page, then go here...
 
http://entropia.home.netcom.com/SHD.htm
 
If you would like to see pictures of above mentioned persons brood, then go
here:
 
http://entropia.home.netcom.com/PictureSet.htm
 
Scarlett's ferts are the ones under "SHD." The site also contains
information for The Hobbitry and Double Dooker - follow the links at the
bottom of each page and you'll find them.  ***SPECIAL LIMITED TIME
OFFER!*** For every ferret bought/adopted from these breeders or the HOFA
shelter - I'll throw in a FREE - yes folks - that's FREE - HAMSTER!!  What
a deal!  Hurry - limited stocks!  (At least I bloody well hope so...)
 
The stuff written about the York PA show is all true.  Every word.  Trust
me.  I lived through it.  Barely.  Unfortunately, I cannot comment of the
recent Cincinnati show.  Reason?  Well, it was like this.
 
Friday Dec 3rd - works Christmas do.  Didn't get time to bathe Basil - the
chosen fert for this jaunt - no worries - I'll do it when I get home.
 
Midnight - the party concludes.  Some sadistic freak shouts from the back
"Let's go on!  Follow me!" I got caught up with the herd - honest.  I was
forced to go.  Really.  It was out of my control.  I swear.
 
3:00am - fall through front door of house.  Decide that it is a GOOD idea
to go to bed "just for an hour" and then get up at 4:00 to bathe Basil.
Yeah - I can do that!  I'm getting a lift to the show - they won't be here
till 5:00am - loadsa time...
 
4:50am - wake up to the sounds of 500 guerilla activists banging on the
front door - decide it's a bad dream.
 
5:00am - remember the show.  Hear more feverent banging.  Run downstairs.
Run back upstairs, put clothes on, run back down stairs.  Try and focus -
fail miserably.  Realise that drinking and 2 hours of sleep do not go well
together.  Open door - see 500 guerilla activists (or maybe it was 4,000
ferrets?) and run back upstairs screaming.
 
I could have done that 10 years ago. No problem. Piece of cake.
 
Oh - and Bunny? You owe us a new front door.
 
>:o)
[Posted in FML issue 2893]