Melissa, Potpie, and Friday here -
 
New ferret game - bubbles. O god, my roommates and myself DIED laughing.
Two of them had bought bubbles, and on a whim i blew some at the ferrets
while on carpeting. ZOOM - POP - ZOOM - POP - ZOOM - POP - ZOOM! Where'd
they GO, mom? The bubbles rested on the carpet, and each ferret had to go
to EVERY bubble - POP. Potpie started leaping after them while they were
still drifting down in mid-air....*giggle* Friday couldnt decide if she
should war-dance or torpedo all the bubbles. It was hysterical...
 
Melissa, who had to forcibly stop her housemates from potentially
inundating her weasels with bubble soap,
Potpie and Friday, "More! More! Dook!"
 
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      Melissa Litwicki         "It's big, sharp teeth and claws versus
      [log in to unmask]              a mind of questionable wit."
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[Posted in FML issue 1217]