My dearest Oscar I am so breatheless, Grandma yelled there is E-Mail and I was picking em up and putting em down, I rounded that corner on 2 paws. Well things are in a flurry around here, everyone is hussling about talking about our trip. It is going to be verrrrrrrry hard for us to find some private time. I am so afraid Ajax is going to be his normal overbearing self, Dizzy will bore you to death about England vs Texas, and Grandma is talking about chaperoning us. Makes me feel like I am just going along for the ride, a kit. I keep asking about a date and Grandma says be patient, be patient. The poor lady gets off track a lot at her age, hard to keep her centered on the important stuff but I'm bearing down on her. Did you try some of that turkey stuff for the holiday? I just wasn't brave enough. To think of eating it makes me just shudder. How did our anchesters ever manage it. Glad I was born in the days of TF. Well, I hope you are getting ready for us. I just keep singing and singing - oh, these paws were made for dancing, tralalala, and that's just what they're going to do, tralalala, these paws are going to dance all over you, bong bong bong. Take care until we can quit dreaming and start living. yahhh Your sweet little Easy Off via Millie and her celebrating, cheering, carrying-on noble cleaning crew Easy Off: the most perfect ferret in the whole wide world Ammonia: Poor me, I'm not perfect and don't have a blemish on my nose.! poor poor me, snurkle snurkle snurkle Cascade: Dizzy, I have some biology books here I want you to read, to just give you an idea about nature. Ajax: Oh, these sprites were made for wresseling, that's just what I'm gonna do, tralalala, I'm going to wressel and torment and batter and Dizzy: If I got a big pot, I put Cascade in and then Joy in, melted them together, then maybe I could get some consistency around here Joy: Ammonia, stop that snurkling, you sound like a freight train with the shovel stuck in the boiler. [Posted in FML issue 2509]