<p>Here’s to mootmom!! (all raise their glasses)</p>
<p>And may she arrive home safe and sound to continue the celebration of her birth (hoping she also indulged in the airport and on the plane with sharper image massges, hemp beverages, or whatever else struck her fancy).</p>
<p>Remember that ol’ Beatles tune, their version of Happy Birthday? Well, I’ll send that to you Moot. </p>
<p>and, I have a small ferret story to tell which might cheer you. In any case, it’s doubling as a present (how do you like the wrapping?)…</p>
<p>Well, as you all recall my lil’ visit with the ferrets last New Years Eve… Yesterday I ventured back to the same pet shop since Spot does very well on this special food they sell there (and not at the Aldi, Dollar Tree, Thrift Shop, etc). So, the tank of ferrets is in the same location but, thanks be to God, the lid is LOCKED! Well, I am still amused by these weasels, and do a little tap tap tap on the glass. You know, wake 'em up a little. I was kind and nice - don’t worry.</p>
<p>Well, This huge ugly gargoyle-like ferret leaps up at me, but of course, we have a nice glass shield between us. But, it kinda/sorta shocked me and I panicked and hopped back away from the ferret tank. I then knocked over the “Mouse House,” which was about 2 feet behind me, spilling little white mice all over! ARGH! </p>
<p>OMG, I can never EVER go back there again. I think I stepped on 2 or 3 of the little rodents before I made my red-faced exit. </p>
<p>Mootie, here’s a toast to you. happy birthday. Feel better and get home soon.</p>
<p>fencersmom,</p>
<p>when I saw your name, the first thing that came to my mind was “what happened?” I was so relieved when you did not knock over the ferret cage (I know, I know mice do not count). You still get points for not knocking over the ferret cage.</p>
<p>Come on over, and hang here with the girls for a while. Yes baby, we are a rodent free zone and if you knock over a few peanut shells, it won’t matter we haven’t seen the floor in years:)</p>
<p>omg, fencersmom…I laughed OUT LOUD when I read your post. When I got to the “tap tap tap” part, I had a sinking feeling that things were going to go bad—fast! Look at the bottom of your shoes and make sure there’s no squished souvenir from your adventure at the pet shop!</p>
<p>fencersmother-
You need to write a book!! Your adventures get more and more entertaining!! Thanks for the laugh out loud!! And I assume they dont sell any marmots inthat little shop of horrors. Our furry friends are safe…</p>
<p>I saw where the words “budget” and “Sinners Alley” were used in the same sentence on another thread. Huh?</p>
<p>But it’s all good. I’m sure it was all about breaking the budget, or ignoring it, or expanding it… for mootie’s virtual party. MONEY IS NO OBJECT. </p>
<p>I believe someone already popped the cork on the expensive champagne. Party duds are in the wardrobe closet in the back room in everyone’s <em>virtual</em> size (I think size 8 is the largest available, no?).Gifts are in the grab bag. Each of the bags has a hole large enough so the birthday girl can get a good, clear peek inside - easy to tell a diamond bracelet from a new iPhone from a wad of Euros or keys to a new hybrid.</p>
<p>Put the Mardi Gras mask on mootie and let her grab one of the bags. Who’s birthday is next?</p>
<p>Oh dear, fencers, I think we’re going to have to keep you far FAR away from pet stores anymore! They’re going to have to install one of those little ankle bracelet sensors on you, and when you walk in the door the staff will be alerted to hold down all the cages until you leave.</p>
<p>This really would make a great little humor piece, we encourage you to write it up promptly! (If you don’t, I might use it as a running theme in my NaNoWriMo novel in November…) (Or I might even if you do too.)</p>
<p>Glad you all enjoyed my little adventure. I still can’t believe I did that. </p>
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<p>Size 8??? I’ll have to check with Christy Brinkley on size, since in my next life I am going to occupy her body. And not slide my fat A S S into the mouse house.</p>