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Anatomy of a tiny terrorizer.

I'm going to try writing this from an unbiased medical observation standpoint, so. Please bear with me.

Holly is a ferret morph of four years old at the current moment.

The same age that her mother was when she and her grandmother met Darrel.

However, Holly is slightly different as she more closely resembles a black mink than a ferret and, yet, she's almost twice the size that Josie was at 4 years old.

She has a benign birth defect in that she's got four upper canines.

She has inter-physical sensitivity which seems to be an advanced form of telepathy that affects her entire nervous system and let's her feel any sensations of myself and her siblings that are common between the male and female neural networks.

I've studied it and, yes, it is an ability that is solely hers.

I've monitored her to ensure that she isn't feeling anything when her mother and I do certain activities so, hence the "common" part of the aforementioned neurological assessment.

Neither of her brothers have it.

I've also discovered, having examined her, that she has two hearts that are both normal, in size and form, for a ferret.

They share the same space though they do not impede her lungs.

The old claws that she has shed, so far, I've yet to break with pliers or my large bench vise, even while trying to do so with a hammer.

Her baby teeth that are in my ring are also equally unbreakable.

Her bones are ridiculously flexible, like her mother's are, and she can twist into innumerable positions to maneuver through pipe mazes that I've built.

She loves them but, my fear of her getting stuck as she ages has seen me disassemble those that I've made and refuse to build more for a few months until Josie said that she, meaning herself, can fit into anything that she can fit her head through, like a mouse or rat.

Surely this is an ability they have as a wild mustilid's prey are rats, mice, moles, voles, gophers and chipmunks among others.

Holly has caught thousands of wild ground squirrels and it started when she learned how to catch a fast rolling tennis ball.

I fear for the nutria rats when she becomes an adult.

Her physical strength is, for her size and weight, equal to my own.

That's not to say that she can handle lifting or moving the same weight that I can but, if we were the same weight, she would be able to.

Her fur grows so rapidly, when cut, that it's a wonder that it stops growing at the proper length, at all.

Here's an example: to remove a plum thron from her arm, I had to shave the affected area to do so.

The next morning, her fur was one fifth it's full length again and, four days after that, it was as if I hadn't cut it at all.

Her sense of smell mirrors my own and is better than her mother's or her grandmother's.

Her hearing is the same...

Thank you mister Chester and Felicia...

The husband of Lysle's receptionist and herself.

Both gave blood to be used for the tattoo ink.

I got Chester's poofy tail and Felicia's sense of hearing.

My cousin, Elizabeth, will be here in a few days to give me another tattoo which will be claw spots to match the fox pawprint on my left shoulder blade.

She says she has extra special ink though, I do wonder about it...

Anyway, back to Holly.

Along with her rubber-like bone structure, she can change the shape of her bones and make them rigid at will.

Imagine my surprise when she rand through a square hole and came out looking like the same shape, only to return to her normal body shape like a cartoon character...

Her skull and spine are the least flexible, for obvious reasons, but it hardly matters.

She loses teeth at the rate that sharks do but they regrow in mere hours.

I have a full set of two bracelets, a necklace, the ring, and two earrings made with her teeth.

Yes, my ears are pierced.

I also have 108 of her shed canine teeth embedded in the latter 4 feet of my 16 foot kangaroo hide bull whip.

Her eyesight is like mine, full color spectrum, from infrared, through the normal color range, all the way to ultraviolet.

Thank you Bill. His real gener and name are unknown as he was the anonymous opossum blood donor.

Her vision is unimpeded by low light and she can even see thermal contrast at night.

Her vocal frequency is from bare threshold to ultrasonic and her range is as low as E flat. Her highest pitch can't be registered with sonic equipment but is detectable with radio equipment.

Light and sound are all electromagnetic frequency in the end, so, I don't question it.

Her scent glands allow her to mimic any surrounding environment and she often goes around mimicking a strong scent of roses, balsam fir or blue spruce.

She began experimenting

Her IQ was a solid 141 out of 148 on the Cattell test.

That was before I fell asleep with our minds connected.

Afterward, she tested at an IQ of 143.

She can precisely calculate the most probable spot that a fly will land and catch it as it does so.

Now, her magic abilities.

She can teleport and merge to assimilate with inanimate objects.

Yes, I am still traumatized by seeing a four legged gas power saw run past me in the shop.

She doesn't do it anymore after feeling my emotional state.

Finally, the most anticlimactic ability...

Her tail is prehensile but, she doesn't use it and that wraps up all that is my daughter, Holly.

"Bye-bye!" Holly shouts.