Now that the mornings are beginning to be cooler, the annual battle begins. I’m speaking of the fight over the use of my Snuggie. I use it to keep the chill off in the mornings while I’m drinking my coffee, and the ferrets think they need it at the same time. There’s not much a ferret loves more than a warm Snuggie on a cool morning, but I’ll be darned if they’re getting mine this year.
I only have time this morning to post a photo. I’m sure anyone who follows, or stumbles across, the blog will be thrilled that I didn’t bore them with more poetry or rambling commentary. Anyway, this is a photo I took on Sunday of Latte, the oldest of our two ferrets. She’s two and a half and as sweet and satisfying as the coffee-based concoction for which she is named.