????Fuzzy? You OK?

Fuzzy faced a fact
and pushed it back
He overcame
In Fuzzy's name
and smashed the fears
till they disappeared
He said "No More"
as he pushed to the fore
and realized
that he'd already the prize.

The Treehouse door creeks open. The Old Crab skittles out and looks around. He dashs over to his new contraption and pulls the fence down. Oh what a wonderful magical CATAPULT! O.C. quickly gestures to his laid off Keebler elves to start hauling out the goods from the Treehouse. Boing! A giant cherry cordial (37 Lbs.) is off to Felines house. Twang! A huge candy heart (35 Lbs.) is off to Goodmorphings adobe. Zip! A great gob of licorice goo rolled in peanuts is off to Elfkura! Thwppp! A humongous JavaBean is off to Javabean! Zoing! A large nutrious Twinkee is off to JM33! The elves start bring out other goodies for the rest of the denizens of the Fantasyland forest of the Chocolate Planet. Oh, yeah. Almost forgot. OC grabs a 60 Lb. Cadbury cream for WeakSid. Filled with gold coins that those sinister Leprachauns are always leaving in the Root celler. And last Old Crab grab a special Pink Snowball and fires it to Jafo, wherein it lands on top of him and he looks like one of the Lamange creatures of Monty Python fame. Building permit, INDEED! And lastly OC sends his last Valentine up into orbit, a special giant Moon Pie fireworks rocket that explodes into gold and silver Pixie dust that will remain until dawn, hoping that wherever the brave crews of the Mercury,Challenger, and Columbia missions are they will see that they are still in our thoughts. OC then burns his Catapult and toasts some marshmallows before retreating to his Treehouse to set his anti-feline alarm and plan his next excursion into to the Fantasyland forest. Ah me, what a night.

"And everybody always forgets about the leprechauns...."

/me is astounded when a 37 pound heart flies through the open lanai doors! She looks out and sees silver Pixie dust sparkling, sparkling on high... wipes a tear from her eye, adds a prayer to those brave souls, and stands guard by OCs treehouse planning to ambush him with a big HUG sometime.....

"right evil little *******'s....
Hey, who's censoring that?"

Hugs, kissies, smoochies? Bah, humbug, and bolderdash! By the way JM33 your leprechaun friends are constantly hiding their pots o' gold in my root celler. Please advise them that I will sue their little green socks off if they don't cease this obnoxious practice! The elves are beginning to complain about their coins rolling into the cookie batter. Since the Old Crab has no use for the pots o' gold he just might start leaving them outside for you to pick up. OC is now going home to his Treehouse to plan his next caper. Goodnite and be safe on morrow and don't let the terrorists bite.

goodmorphing thinks when feline is busy with KG I can just peel this corner faster....

after many hours of writhing and wriggling, feline is still struggling to preserve the secrets of my surprise plan

/me decides to launch a ***RASPBERRY*** attack at JavaBeans belly, and a spanking attack at any parts of GM i can reach

while it is a dream come true to be here, the only honorable course of action is to do everything in my power to preserve the secret of my newly born plan for suprising my valentine.

/me gets out her most powerful weapon for wrenching secrets from the most determined of plotters.... http://groups.msn.com/MorphingPuppycom/nobodywuvsme.msnw

/me wakes up to the sound of a giant *THUD*

hmmm...a giant javabean......should I grind it and make coffee for everyone, or just chew on it like those gourmet chocolate covered ones? hmmm....what to do.....

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!!!!


I am worried about Fuzzy. he hasn't been on here for a very long time, and my email that I sent yesterday has gone unanswered. Has anyone heard from him?

My two e-mails have gone unanswered. He hasn't been here since the run for 6000. I remember that he did say his Docs were going to try to bump up his surgery.... I was trying to figure h ow you can check hospital inpatient lists in England.

/me is a big time worry-wort!

I got an email from Fuzzy. Instead of paraphrasing it, I will just quote it:


-------email from Fuzzy-------
Hi KG!,

Just to let you know I'm OK. I was admitted to hospital Tuesday morning
after not feeling weel and they decided to keep me in. Been to the message
board and cannot login so I would be gratefull if you would let everyone
know I'm OK. My angina has become unstable so they have decided to operate
while I'm here. They say either next Friday or a week on Monday. So
hopefully I will be back on the messageboard in a couple of weeks.

For now I'm am residing in the Northern General Hospital, Sheffield, where
they have kindly allowed me to borrow their pc to send this message.

See everyone soon,

Love, Fuzzy

I feel so bad for Fuzzy. I wish I lived in England so that I could go visit him in the hospital.

Later when I am awake (back to bed soon) I will look up that hospital's address and send him a snail card!

Thanks for sharing that with us KG!

/me will pray for Fuzzy's safe and complete recovery

The address is:

Northern General Hospital
Herries Road
Sheffield S5 7AU

I read some about the hospital, it looks like he is in good hands, at least.

/me thinks it would be a really good idea to deluge Fuzzy with get well cards......

6207 by Old Crab
Hugs, kissies, smoochies? Bah, humbug, and bolderdash! By the way JM33 your leprechaun friends are constantly hiding their pots o' gold in my root celler. Please advise them that I will sue their little green socks off if they don't cease this obnoxious practice! The elves are beginning to complain about their coins rolling into the cookie batter. Since the Old Crab has no use for the pots o' gold he just might start leaving them outside for you to pick up.

/me shall instruct his mini minions to pick a better spot for the pots o' gold ... hehe

Well.... Hawaiian thoughts are winging your way, Fuzzy... I hope they find you in time (and without a room number)....

Poor Fuzzy, I hate the hospital. I spent a good bit of time there. I bet he isn't enjoying it much better. At least he's in good hands. I hope things get alot better.

I grew up in the hospital... so the saying goes

It's Valentine's Day, and I'm feeling down...

Kiss your animals if you have any?

no pets allowed in the dorms.