This morning I woke from the funniest dream. I had been in the Man-Cave watching tv (hubby was out) when either a show or commercial came on featuring a guy in a Santa costume. I look in the doorway to the Man-Cave and there is the Weasley One staring at me. “I wanna see Santa,” she says, telepathically (of course).
“Well honey,” I say back, as if it’s the most normal thing in the world to be having a human conversation with a ferret, “I’m sorry I did not know that you wanted to see Santa.”
“Next time come and get me,” is her response (naturally).
“Okay,” I agree. “Next time Santa is on tv I will come and get you.” With that she turns and scurries back to the area of the house containing her cage (AKA: the Girl-Cave).
I woke up thinking this was the funniest thing my tired mind had conjured up in a while. What cracked me up was her assertive tone in the dream. I suppose it wouldn’t really surprise me though. Thats kind of her personality.