Shortly after we brought our ferret home, we realized that he needed someplace he could call his own. We went to our resource of choice--the book Ferrets for Dummies. The book describes how to make a nest box out of a storage bin and a pvc connector. On our next visit to the home improvement store, we picked up the items necessary to make a home for A. G. Ferret. Much to my surprise, the house turned out great and you can see that he loves it. He did the decoration himself. That blanket started the day on the lower level of his cage, but he dragged it upstairs and into the box. Here, he is looking mighty pleased with himself and ready for a nap after all the hard work.
Did you know that the Dairy Queen Blizzard turned 25 last year? I remember when the Blizzard was introduced which makes me officially...old. Anyway, there was no Dairy Queen in the town where I grew up but there was one where my great grandfather lived. Do you remember when a trip longer than 15 minutes lasted fuh evah? When I was little, the 65 minute drive to my great grandfather's small town felt like an eternity. Maybe it felt so long because I was hoping for that extremely rare occurrence of a stop at the Dairy Queen. My parents were teachers and the budget was always tight, but occasionally we would stop at DQ and we could get a small cone. We never got to choose--it was always just that small vanilla cone, but it was a treat nonetheless. Once I was able to drive and had a job, those stops at DQ were almost mandatory when I ventured on my own to my grandparents house. I probably tried something different each time-...

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