imagine my voice saying these words; then take another xanax.

ferrets and flats.

we have another ferret.

i’ll give you a moment to soak that in.

his name is Nico.

in other news, promptly after getting said ferret, we got a flat tire.  and there wasn’t enough room in the truck.  so i sat on the side of the road with Nico in his box with the words “I’m Going Home!” written in orange letters on the side, and waited for rescue.

nobody honked.