ROFL. This reminded me right away of a story I read on the ferret magazine emails I get. ;D
www.smallanimalchannel.com/media/ferrets-magazine/the-buzz-on-ferrets/funniest-ferret-stories-0902.aspx.pdf "The Ferrets Weren't Scared
I think what follows, however, is the mother of all ferret stories. Pat Stauffer, a ferret owner and ferret breeder living in
Pennsylvania, volunteered to pet-sit three ferrets for an American Ferret Association judge so the judge could attend an
Ohio ferret show. Stauffer was running late the night she picked up the ferrets, so she pulled up to the home and left the
doors open to her SUV. A friend of the judge was at the house and helped load up the ferrets and their supplies into the
back of the vehicle. He waved goodbye to Stauffer, who happily drove off playing her favorite CD and enjoying the summer
night’s air with the windows down.
Not long after driving off, Stauffer thought she heard a voice. Lowering the volume on the CD player, she listened, but heard
nothing strange. Up went the CD volume again. Soon after, Stauffer heard the mysterious voice again. That’s when she
looked over and saw a car full of boys next to her with rap music blaring from it. Mystery solved! Or so she thought.
Once she was alone, Stauffer heard the voice yet again. She turned off the CD player and began to wonder if there were
satanic messages on the CD. She never heard any before, so there went that hypothesis.
Stauffer was now deep in the woods, in the middle of a park. Every urban legend about ax murderers swirled in her mind.
After all, she did leave her doors open for a while at her friend’s house.
“I looked in my rear view mirror and didn’t see anything. Then I heard these words, ’I betcha can’t get me.’”
Stauffer occasionally carries a .38 caliber handgun. “I was trained by a police instructor, and let’s just say I can hit what I aim
at.” She had the gun and drew it from her purse. As she got ready to turn around and fire, the voice spoke again.
“Whoa! Put me down.” The messages repeated, leaving Stauffer suspicious. She pulled over and examined the back of her
SUV. And that’s when she found it … a Babble Ball hidden away in the ferret supplies. This simple pet toy was the source of
the mysterious voice.
Stauffer felt a surge of relief after realizing that a murderer wasn’t in the car, and she hadn’t shot up her car, but then anger
erupted. Furious, she tried to phone her friend, but accidentally called the man that helped load up her car. She yelled at
him. Whatever an ax murderer might have done to her would be nothing compared to the wrath that Stauffer was going to
unleash upon both of her friends when she saw them.
The man then called the judge, and the judge shared the story with others at the Ohio ferret show. “It took me months to live
that down,” Stauffer said. “Even my boss got involved later on!” With a little help from Stauffer’s judge friend, her boss tried
to trick her again by hiding another Babble Ball in Stauffer’s office closet."