>You see, while I was looking online, I came across a snapshot of a
>ferret trying to hotwire this tractor...
> <http://s16.photobucket.com/albums/b17/valeriewahoski/?action=view&current=sabrina.jpg>

OMG, She shoots ... she scoooooooooooooores! She scores .. ::scribbing
on a card for a minute here. Now holding up the score card for all to
see ... :: ten! Ten pee points! Yessssssssss.

::chanting:: Val-le-ri, Val-le-ri! Woo woo woo woo! LMAO.

Great to hear from you Vallerie. Getting prepared for any "unplanned"
or "accidental" arrivals I see. Yeah, whatever.

Is this like Gizzie Goober who was accidentally brought into my home
because an imagined little old lady never showed up to take him from my
husband's employees? "There really was, Love. There really was an old
lady that was supposed to come get him. It's the strangest thing, I
don't know where she went." Or is it more like the time my husband
promised my autistic child that if he helped with the ferret chores
around the home he could have his own ferret? "I never thought he'd
really do it, hell he's autistic for gosh sakes!", he said. Maybe it
was more like the accidental purchase we had here once upon a time.
Those happen too. I was ill and when I came home from the hospital all
I requested was some Gatorade and water crackers for the awful nausea
from he virus that i had. That's all I wanted. That and to make it
through the night without wanting to jump off a bridge and end it all.
Gatorade and crackers would have been nice since all I could hold down
at that point was ice chips. My dear hubby patted my hand ever so
sympathetically as he stood by my bedside, considerate man that he is,
he left a pail for me to vomit in. And like Superman he zipped off to
buy the only two things in this world that could comfort me. Do you
know what he returned with? Not with a Gatorade and crackers, I can
tell you that. Try chocolate cookies in a tin and .... a chocolate
ferret named, Laddie. He didn't even have the guts to come inside on
that one. He sent a very small Chet in the room bouncing up and down
with Laddie in his arms unable to contain himself. "Look mommy,
look what Daddy and I 'found' in the store when we went to get your
crackers! " Yes, I was supposed to be so ill and hallucinating so badly
from dehydration that I'd believe the Pigley Wigley's and Acme's of
the world now carried ferrets next to the saltines. Isle 5. Oh, wait,
I know, I know. Unexpected arrivals more often occur like our Kipling
accident. My husband was so thoughtful one day. "You stay here and just
take it easy. Have some alone time ... you look tired. I'll take Sean
and we'll check on that situation with the ferret who was abandoned
in that vacant house. I just want to make sure he goes to the right
people .."

Unplanned parenthood is such a drag.

[Posted in FML 5688]