Hi folks! Well it's all over. The Olympic Carrotball competition was fought long and hard by both teams. Them British ferts came prepared to win! It was the dangdest competition in the history of sports. At the end of the third overtime period the score was still tied at 12 carrots for each team. the ICOG folks finally declared the game a tie on account of because everybody had done left the Stadium and they wanted to turn the lights off and clean up all the moose and dawg plop that was stashed, stacked and scattered all over the playing field. Heck it was almost time for the closing ceremonies before the clean up crews freed the last whole moose that had done got stashed. How did them Canadian moose stashers get that big ol' criiter in there??? Anyways, just before the closing stuff on Sunday night, Shiela's mob and us was awarded six gold medals. We was all really proud when the band played the Star Spangled Banana and God Save the Queen at the same time. We tolded the Olympical guy that we was all gonna give our medals to sick ferrets and their worried parents, so he gived us all the bronze and silver medals too. So, all you ferts out there what ain't feelin' so good, you done winned Olympic medals on account of beacuse we loves you so much. We is sending one of the special gold ones, with our paw prints and bite marks all over it, to Troy Lynn, because Gizzie is so sick and Willow just wented to the Rainbow Bridge. We know's that Grandma Sprite is sad right now and we hopes that the medal cheers her up some. We thanked Cookie for coming to help us out by bein' on the team. She's one of the nicest girl-type-ferrets two guys would ever want to play with. She hitched a ride on the starship Enterprise with the British Team and headed back to her home in New Mexico. We sure will miss her. Oh yes, Isabel and Jezabel came out to root for us the way they used to root for Mee Maw & Paw Paw when they was playin' softball. Wow! They sure is the cutest girl-type ferrets we ever done saw. We kept trippin' over our tails and hind feets all through the carrotball game 'cause we was watchin' them watchin' us. That's probably what caused it to end in a tie. That don't matter none. We think it ended up just fine. We gotted to thinkin' real serious like. Rosie and Maxie wanted us to win all twenty-four of them carrots; we only managed to win twelve of them. They also wanted other stuff like prenupchewable aggrievements and havin' to like all of their friends whether we liked them or not. All Isabel and Jezeabel wants from us is to snuggle and help us get into stuff. We done askded Paw Paw and Mee Maw what they thunk about the situation. They both said that they was just too busy right now to meddle into our private matters. They said that affairs of our heartbones was entirely up to us. Just before we got home from the Olympic Stadium, Paw Paw stopped the truck at an all night fruit stand. He boughted a cant-e-lope and gived it to us to play with. We both stared at that thing just as serious as anybody could stare at a fruit. Then we relimbered that Mee Maw had done wrote down Izzie and Jezzie's phone number... Tater and Odie - Olympic Champions! [Posted in FML issue 1652]