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]