My little woozle has taken fairly well to the Iams kitten food.  I've
discovered that as long as it comes out of a carton, she'll eat it.  Silly
woozle.  The only problem, however, is that she stashes the food in my bra
drawer.  I'm not sure why.
 
ScuttleButt always has food available to her.  Always.  The thing is,
she'll be running around like a maniac and not eat, and then discover
(aha!) the food bowl (which was full the whole time).  She then proceeds to
snork down her food like a pig.  Every now and then it sounds like she's
choking.  I freak out and run to her, and she's okay.  Any ideas?
 
My horrible roommate is in the process of moving out.  She left a
chocolate-covered malted-milk ball on the floor, and of course ScuttleButt
got ahold of it.  I saw her running across the floor with something in her
mouth, so I grabbed her and realized what it was.  Trying to wrestle it out
of her mouth...oy, vey!  Thank goodness she didn't ingest any of the
chocolate!  But yes, the roomie is heading out.  She can't seem to find any
of her hair brushes, though. :-)  Next semester I'm going to my parents'
house (my father is ill and they need me there)...I told them in no
uncertain terms that ScuttleButt is to be the queen of the household.  The
problem?  There are three old cats, ranging in age from 14 to 9.  Stodgy
cats.  I hope I can integrate.
 
Uh oh.  The all-too-familiar sound of someone knocking over a trash can.
I've never seen that weezil's tail wag so hard as the time she first got
into the tall trash can in my room.
 
-(TX) Meghan and Great-High-Queen-Sheba Dervish the WonderFerret, the
Cutest Ferret in the World ("Oh boy!  Trash!")
[Posted in FML issue 2499]