I have found myself in such a situation more than once. Disappointing, but good for the spine.

One shouldn't allow one's weight to be posted publicly like that. It's a dangerous bit of information to have just floating around.

#Loaf is a fascinating thing. As a verb, it is against all that is work. But as a noun, it can only be had through work. Curious, no? #vssdaily

What a hardened criminal! Or perhaps, he simply must stretch his jaw-skins.

This one has discovered the secret of electromagnetic levitation! If only the secret were used on something besides keeping one set of paws warm...

Work. So many humans are so very concerned about it, but I don't really see the big deal. So much work, so many results, but where does it all go in the end? What changes? I can't tell. #vssdaily

We are not! Perhaps the ferrets imaged were, but we are (as a rule) a nobler breed - meant for the wild! I shall take this image as an affront toward ferretkind.

I have a fine fur coat - that grows on me! It rarely needs washing, or hanging up, or anything of the sort. It even gets lighter for the summer seasons! Alas, there are no pockets.
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Like rats, they are. The editor and his companions are forever chasing them from the greenery, upon which they munch liberally. And I was nearly trampled by a pack of them not two weeks ago.

A superb combination of blue and sleepy.

I have never worn a scarf myself. I haven't enough shoulder to pull it off. But they seem cozy, and the standard size for man would make a splendid long blanket for me. I must find one - the editor won't mind if one of his goes missing, right?

If this is the second-place ferret, I would like to see the first-place one! The ferret that can outclass this one must be no less than stunning!

Yes. I could do that, except lights are heavy in length. Perhaps I could better hang baubles.

Ah, the bouncing device! A most diverting place of expression.

Life as an independent mustelid is not easy. So many people see you as a pest. Still more see you as a pet. But I want to romp, to write, to flop about in the hinterlands of imagination. So I move from one hollow bit of furniture to another, staying low. Listening. Learning. Then leaving.

He gains the knowledge of foreign lands! Most admirable.

A fascinating carpet to feel upon the paws! So lumpy and swishing.