I just gots to share this with you guys. 'cause I am starting to believe that if I keep sharin' this stuff with my non-fert friends & family, they really are going to put me away (hehe haha hoho, to the funny farm). Did any of you see those fad-type toys that made their appearance in the stores around Christmas time. You know, the plastic balls that were about 4" in diameter with a battery operated motor inside and a furry real-bad-type-imitation of a ferret attached. When you turn on the motor, this ball rolls across the floor as if this furry thing is a ferret chasing it around. Well, before Christmas, they were about $7 each and I just couldn't see spendin' that kinda money on no imitation ferret. But a couple of weeks ago, I noticed this store that I frequents still had two of them that were out of their package. I had already noticed them before, so I knows they'd been sittin' there for a long time. So, I asked the manager if'n he'd take a buck a piece, and he says, "Heck, you can have them BOTH for a buck. I just want them out of here." Well, weren't I just about tickled, but I did wonder if'n I shoulda offered only a quarter. A couple of friends that was shoppin' with me was all astonished (& kinda embarassed) that I'd even ask such a question, but liken I told 'em, "What's the worst they gonna say? NO!" Anyhow's, I been saving these toys for a cloudy, boring afternoon liken today are and I suddenly remembers 'em. So I gets one out while Big Bad Bilbo & Little Miss Missy are out of their cage playin' under my bed. I turns it on and puts it on the floor and it starts a wigglin' and rollin' around like the poor imitiation of a ferret that it are. Pretty soon, here come Missy. At first she just runs over to within about 2 feet of this floppin around thang and stares at it. Then she looks back over her shoulder right at ol' Bilbo who, by the way, ain't got no more than his nose sticking out from under that bed. All she sees is Mr. BIlbo lookin' at her like she's 'bout half crazy for getting that close to anything as dangerous as that thing flopping around out there. But, Missy, she's just kinda frozen, and four or five times she looks back and forth between Bilbo and this floppin' around make believe fert. Finally, Missy realizes she ain't gonna get no help from Bilbo in takin' care of this new critter, so she pounces on it. Not mean like, but kinda like she figures this is a Junior, JUNIOR FLO agent and she's gonna teach it real quick the proper way to act in the presence of Junior FLO agents like her and Bilbo. She snatches this thing by the back of what would be the neck if'n it were a real fert and starts headin' backwards towards the FLO training grounds under the bed, motorized ball and all. Well, between my dang near uncontrollable laughter & her persistence, I almost didn't get it back, but I's already done learned my lesson, and there just ain't gonna be no FLO training for no toy like this unless General Ken is there to supervise such activities. Well, my FML buddies, I's most happy to announce that Little Miss Missy done earned herself the very next FLO rank after "Junior Agent in Training", whatever he heck'n that be. But, Bilbo? I don't knows what we's gonna do about him. Ken (Just hopin' we's ticklin' somebody's funny bone besiden our own) Missy (Does this mean I out rank Bilbo now? hehehe!!!) Bilbo (I was merely standing in ready reserve in the event that our front line FLO troop needed defensive reinforcements, hmmmph!) [Posted in FML issue 1505]