My home is flooding with testosterone.  I am the only female in the home
beside one sweetie pie of a snake, and one special little girl ferret.  My
two son's and husband drown me in mauchoness.  With that preface, let me
tell you what I walked in on the other day.
 
I come home and opened the door to pooooor, sad Ping with a turquoise
scrungee about his neck and a white homemade sweater on.  There was Scott
and my boys playing dolls with our ferrets.  My husband (yes this is maucho
Cahrpet Shahrk Scott) was on the floor with scissors and socks, etc, making
clothes for the ferrets.  But as I said, not just any clothes.  Poor
Laddie,,,, reduced to wearing a white tutu around his waist as that is as
far as he could get the scrunchee off him.  Rocky was diminished to some
sort of turtle neck sweater lazily rolling about, and looking at me
pathetically.  My litte girl, the nut, could not be harnessed by such
atrocities.  She escaped this entire thing.  The only one left with any
dignity was Pong.  Pong laying on the rug like a speed bump, head up high,
was looking on like the proud alpha he is on the entire situation helpless
in stopping this attack on his pride.  Of course Scott would never "touch"
Pongs masculinity or knock his "boy" off his throne.
 
The boys all stopped in their tracks when I opened the door to this scene.
Guilt all over their faces.  I was greeted with an abrupt, "aheeeem", from
Scott as him "adusting himself" I hope they enjoyed their little "party"!
 
Wolfy
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[Posted in FML issue 3199]