There are some days when I wish I had a list. A thorough and comprehensive list of all the times I’ve uttered the word ‘never’ in a sentence during my lifetime. This list would be invaluable, and would completely prepare me for what’s heading my way. One thing I've learned time and again, whatever I resist, persists and 'never' always refers to resistance of some degree. When I was younger I used the word ‘never’ with wild abandon, so confident of the solidity and permanence of my passions. Now I know better though, and can almost hear the Universe giggling if I should have the misfortune of allowing that little word to slip past my unsuspecting lips. This small but mighty word has the ability to set events into motion with surprising and focused speed.
In my late teens and early 20’s I worked in an animal hospital. I started in the kennels before moving up to the grooming area after completing grooming school. I loved it. One of the best jobs I ever had. This was mostly so because until recently I’ve been much more comfortable spending my days with animals than my fellow human beings. ;) Unfortunately, while I was employed there I didn’t only adopt countless pets, but certain attitudes and beliefs that I’ve since realized the ignorance of, and happily shed.
The first unfortunate attitude was that of very righteous indignation at people who owned pets when they obviously couldn’t afford them. Bear in mind that I got away with vaccinations and treatments at cost, a mere fraction of what clients had to pay. I could afford my ignorant judgments, literally. Now, I’m of a much different mind-set. I find myself frustrated each time I visit the vets and am presented with an astronomical bill for routine care of a healthy pet. Animals can infuse joy and love into a life lacking such necessaries, and I wouldn’t deny that simple, pure affection to anyone now, regardless of income. Really, I’m embarrassed, I was such a smarty-pants.
And then there was this one, spoken with certainty and vehemence ~ I will never, ever get a ferret. Never. They stink.
|Jordan with her sleeping Irma|
|Looks like little Roux wore Riley out|
|Jordan made a sling to make carrying around a sleeping Irma even easier|
|I can't imagine having just one of these little guys, they're highly social. Although they do sleep a lot, when they're awake they harrass each other non-stop. Super funny to watch!|
|Interesting fact: Most likely any ferret in a pet store will be both neutered and descented. If a female ferret goes into heat and isn't impregnated, she'll die. This is called Aplastic Anemia, sounds like a slow and painful death. :(|