If I were a ferret I'd shower the Governor with kiss's and I would dance
the weasel war dance.  Than I would sit at his feet and look up at him
with my big black eyes to ask to be pick up.  Now how can anyone say "I'm
wild",I bet even the Governor can be charmed by me.
 
GSFS
Margaret Wilton
President
[Posted in FML issue 3155]