My first witness of a dook and weasel war dance was years before I owned
my little fuzzgals.  My cousin had gotten a ferret which I had met a few
times and seen him play with items as a kit, but never more than that.
When she was away I went over to care for him.  I let the cute little guy
out of his cage and suddenly BOOM there was this crazy fur thing spazing
all over the place.  I thought he was stark raving mad and I was
terrified.  All I wanted to do was get this crazy thing back in his cage
and I didn't know how I would manage that.  He was jumping and squaking
all around the room, I tried to run for cover on the bed, and up he
climbed!
 
Looking back it makes me laugh at my reaction, and feel sorry that I
didn't know he just wanted to play!
 
Now I look forward to those crazy dook and war dances so much!!
 
Risa
[Posted in FML issue 5055]