the Story of the Dead Ferrets

[phester]

Stumbling home bone-tired after work one Sunday morning, my neighbour Margaret hailed me from her front lawn with a cry of, "Hey! Have you seen our ferrets

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[phester]

Thanks, Tristan!

I'm pretty spiffy really. Working, writing stuff (most of it unprintable for legal reasons or reasons of simple good taste)and generally trying to keep my brain from turning into a lump of cheese, maxing and relaxing. How's yerself?

[boofuls]

That's a kool story. I applaud.

Also, that fair sucks. I'm totally in to ferrets (when I see them in pet stores, because I can't smell them behind all that glass), and totally don't see the point of dogs.

We should caffeinate ourselves at the same point in time, in the same room, and perhaps even engage in conversation with each other, some time. How's your busy schedule, these days? :)

[phester]

Thanks. :-)

I've been trying to write more again lately, like I used to, but unfortunately, a lot of the stories I've accumulated lately run in much the same general way...

That would be great! I'll send you some e-mail later on today.

[boofuls]

Great. :)

[anonymous]

That's awful! Stupid German Shepherds; our Washington is a GS cross. He's not the hunter, but he'll rip up an animal if Sasha has killed it.

We would have taken it a lot more seriously if it had not happened in our back yard. If they had gotten into the street, or someone's back yard, (which they cannot, but still) and done it to someone's pet... well, you get the idea.

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