You know your ferret is spoiled when:
 
    Your husband forks over the $200 dollars he was saving for a new guitar
to buy him(or is that 'you know your wife is spoiled when..'?).
 
    You think he's been looking a little bored lately, so you buy him a
cat.
 
    You put his food directly underneath his favorite sleeping spot (in
the drawer of the vanity) so he won't have to walk so far to get to it.
 
    You come home from a 9 hour graveyard shift at a *very* stressful job
(I work at a home for people with severe mental retardation) and the little
monster convinces you that you need to play a game of chase before you go
to sleep. (:
    Fuzzy kisses to all!
            From Barbara (snoooore...)
                 Seymour (get up mom! I need to play. Get up!)
                     Psycho-kitty (I do not *belong* to the ferret!)
 
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[Posted in FML issue 1358]