A Wizzlebee Chirstmas 1997 by Dee Dodge T'was the night before chistmas and all though the house not one ferret was dooking or even tearing though the house The ferrets were all snug in their hammocks with visions of toes wiggleing under the blankets When all of a sudden i heard such a shatter ashtrays were flying, socks being draged and a half dozens ferrets were hopping on my head With that I jumped right out of bed figgering that they just wanted to be fed But when I went downstairs what did I find all of the chirstmas tree balls had all been unwinded Some of the kits were alsleep in the sockings while the others were still hopping and popping so next chirstmas eve you better belive I won't be leaving any more raisin cookies in the chirstmas sockings. Merry chirstmas to all and to all a fertnight Mikki & Dee & The Wizzlebee Family [Posted in FML issue 2147]