My day:
 
bf--"Hi hon, how was your day today?
me--"Quite good.  I talked with some ferret owners and graded papers and
     worked on my thesis paper.  How was yours?"
bf--"Just fine, I...um...which ferret just stole my pen?'
me--"I don't know.  Didn't see.  BTW, did I tell we are having babies?
bf--"WHAT?!?  A baby?"
me--"No, silly.  BabIES."
bf--<stunned beyound talking with that stupid look on his face>
bf--"uh...uh...uh"
me  <sniggering>
bf--"uh...uh...uh"
me  <feeling sorry for him. " Ophelia is preggie.  We are having eggs.
    About 60 of them" (iguana)
bf--"Well, duh!  We have known that for a long time....You weren't
    planning on incubating them were you.  You know that 60+ iglets runnign
    around the house is too much and that there are too many unwanted...."
(I let him lecture me for a while, you see, I needed a distraction)
bf--"Going to work on the computer."
 
~~scamper, scamper~~
Bonnie--"That wss close Mama.  Can we hab da laxatone now?"
me--<whistels>"OK, litle ones, that was close.  Here, take turns.  BEAR!
WAIT YOUR TURN!"
Bonnie--"You two, come here.  When da Mama whistles, she gibs treats.  I
make her whistle on command.  You got to learn how it works 'round here."
 
"AHEM"
 
me--"Um, hi babe..."
bf--"How many ferrets do we have."
me--"Alot." <smiling winningly>
bf--"There seemed to be more than alot a few seconds ago.
    1...2...3...4...5...6...7...Bear makes 8...wait a sec..."
me--"They are all here.  don't worry."
bf <grumbling> "I could have sworn we had eight.  Bonnie, Clyde, Fox,
   Willow, Bad Bear, Gloin, Gimli, Jinxie...who did I miss?"
me--"Nobody dear."
 
bf walks off into the study
 
me--"Whew!"
 
bf--"Gail. I have the list and charts of their weights.  There are 8 on
here.....and there were TEN ferrets in the ferret room."
 
me--"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!...oh, I mean, you must have counted wrong.  Did
I tell you we are going to have babies"
 
Bonnie here folks, you see Mama trying to distract him from da fact dat
der are 2 odder furrkids running around.  But, it not dat bad.  She tell
him soon.  Mama told me dey just visiting for a while cause der mama had
to go out of town.  We tell the daddie, maybe.  If he ink der are 10, den
we will have ta get 10.
 
Gail
[Posted in FML issue 3763]