"Oh my!" ::The Oracle holds up a tiny pair of ceramic blue Dutch wood shoes:: "What's this! What's this?! ::gasp:: It's from Stephanie in Holland! My little blue shoes that I didn't pick up during the Great Race around the world with the Ferret Charmer. ::Clasping my heart:: Okay now I must go there someday to give her a personal hug from me. Me, the ever so wonderful Ferret Oracle. Yes. And I will have to do an on the spot prophetization for her. ::Smacking Wolfy away:: Yes that is a word, Wolfy. Go away. Now it's a word anyway. So it has been said, and so it will be written ... by meeeeee!" ::Wolfy steps forward, grabs the Oracle and tosses her back into the closet where she belongs:: "Hi Stephanie. I got the shoes safe and sound two days ago. The are on my desk right in front of me as I type. Thank you so much! Wolfy, no the Oracle, no Dori, no Edith, no wait .... Donkey on Drugs! [Posted in FML issue 5247]