Thessaly in Natter, with regards to her ferret's coping mechanisms:
When we bought Jemmy, ferret #2, the stages seemed to be:
1. Wasn't I *enough*? How could you betray me like this!!!! If I were human, I would wear black turtlenecks and listen to The Cure.
2. Perhaps it's supposed to be a toy. I'd better hide it under the bed.
3. Owner seems upset when new toy squeaks and has coated it with something upalatable. Also, occasionally it fights back. Not recommended in small spaces where it has the advantage. Have decided to take nap and rise above it all.
4. Have found use for interloper after all - am instructing her to distract owner while making way into sweater drawer. World Domination Is Mine.
Edited for species integrity.
Nutty in Natter, about her roommate:
She's sort of, hum, she's like a bale of hay. You can kick her really hard, and her shape won't change at all.
billytea, Thessaly was talking about a ferret's coping mechanisms, not a cat's.
I don't know why anyone is surprised that billytea mixed up cats and ferrets. Everyone knows his strengths lie more with marsupials. :-)
Brenda M.:
I still have a very clear sense memory of my mother's elbow impacting with my ribcage one Sunday morning when my brother and I, hung-over and not entirely awake, threw back the communion wine like it was a shot. C'mon, those little glasses, it's easy to get confused.
ita and Kristen in Bureaucracy:
What's the tie-breaker solution?
That's where the Whip comes in. We just pick some people who are on the fence and I beat them into submission.
Democracy is fun!
Edit: got it. Thanks.
