 FOS. Yes, fellow ratties, I stand before you to admit this, and hope that you will still support and accept me. I have tried to hide this from my sister Lacey, and my parents, but this morning, I could no longer deny what has become painfully obvious.
I am a friend of skwerls. Yes, I know this comes as a shock to you all, because my mom, in all innocence, has been posting about my "valiant" and "dedication" to killing a skwerl. I tried, I really did. I chased and barked, I bared my teeth. 
But it was all a ruse, a carefully crafted plan that let me pursue my ultimate desire, to run and play with skwerlz  under their unsuspecting watch. It worked, very well, until this morning.
I was outed by my skwerl friends, with my best interests at heart. Maybe they are right, time to stop and come out to you all.
I rang my "outside" bell, and when I went to the backyard, my skwerl friends came down and approached me and turns out to be an intervention. They convinced me that I can have a full and happy terrier existance, and be a skwerl lover, and that it's not one or the other.
My parents have hugged me and told me they love me regardless of my skwerl orientation. I understand there is an organization supporting parents of FOS.
Well, that's my big news, in a nutshell,
Thank you for your support and understanding!
Pokey
Friend of Skwerlz
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