I had a recent incident with my lovely little ones that leads me to believe
they are logging on and reading the FML while I am at work.
 
I think all this talk about killing and eating live animals has stirred
something in them.  I would appreciate it if ya'll would be careful of the
ideas you plant in their naive little minds.
 
I was honored the other morning with the presentation, in my bed, of a semi-
concious field mouse.  I can't figure out where they got it from and why the
little guys decided to bless me with it, everyone else was up and about
while I was the only one sleeping in.  Well, I tell ya, when it dawned on me
what the little gift was, I leapt over the end of the bed without evening
touching the brass footboard.
 
Well, I guess I'd better go change my password (How did they ever guess it
was FUZZY?) before they learn more things to experience.
 
Roberta
Maine
[Posted in FML issue 2329]