My middle kid wants a ferret. She badgered be for several hours on Wednesday. She said, “You can have Little Sister take care of it so she can show you that she’s responsible.”
It’s a good idea in theory but Little Sister is six. Maybe we can start out with a smaller animal with fewer teeth and claws. Fish don’t have claws. We could get another fish.
She played several videos of ferrets being cute and charming.
Then she said, “I’ll dress them up in cute outfits so you can take pictures.”
Well played kid. You have been paying attention to your mom. I might have been tempted for a minute to take a picture of a ferret in a costume. Just one minute.
Still, the answer is no.
I think she’s mad at me for not rushing out to get a ferret immediately. I think she’ll have to get used to this particular disappointment.
There will be no ferrets at my house in this lifetime. I don’t want to spend eternity standing on the table so that the ferret doesn’t touch me with it’s little claws.
We don’t even have a cat. Why would I run out to the ferret store to buy a a ferret when I haven’t even been to the cat store? Can’t we just watch ferret videos on YouTube? I wonder if she’s just trying to sucker me into buying a cat. Hmmmm. It’s not out of the question for that to be her master plan.
Anyway, I’ll take the burden of being the meanest mom ever this week. Everyone else can take a break from being the meanest mom for awhile.