When I’m angry, fuming, red and ranting, my husband often laughs at me. Not in a cruel way, it’s just because he thinks I’m funny. It’s incredibly annoying to be screaming and finger wagging and have someone across from you with their hands clasped across their mouth, trying to suppress their giggles. Yesterday I asked him what was so damned funny.
His explanation:
You remind me of a ferret. Ferrets are cute pets, but in the wild they’re ferocious little things. Out in the wild, you wouldn’t want to mess with a ferret. Even as pets, they’re still kind of vicious. But when you see a ferret, attacking a slipper, you’ve got to laugh cause it’s a ferret. Attacking a slipper. And they may be going nuts, tearing into it, but it’s freaking cute, cause it’s a ferret. Attacking a slipper.
