Getting my daughter a pet
- ZarcMan
- Feb 19, 2019
- 2 min read
My wife refused to talk to me since last night.
All I did was offer to help my daughter find a nice pet. This was our conversation:
Wife - She needs a pet
Me - Why? She is already a handful. What makes you think that a pet will make her less annoying?
Wife - Don't talk about her like that.
Me - OK. She is already an tiny mongoose who is really loud and is always trying to kill something.
Wife - *sigh*
Me - How about that? I will get her a mongoose.
Wife - NO! Why? I mean.. what? No. Just no. Get her something like me. Something nice. Something cute and strong. Something that reminds you of me.
Me - Why not get her a mongoose?
Wife - No! No mongoose. Mongoose has left the conversation.
Me - The-
Wife - No.
Me - It is just that I don't drop ideas that easily.
Wife - OK. Let me make this easy for you. Get her the opposite of what a Mongoose reminds you of.
Me - hmmm.
The next day I walked in with a water snake and for some reason the domestic help and the all the neighborhood kids, who were playing in my house, freaked out and ran away.
My wife in particular was unhappy. I could tell by the loudness of her screams. It was slightly higher than usual. She grabbed our daughter and ran out. I didn't even get her to touch it. It was after all the opposite of a mongoose and it reminded me of her.
The water snake was just the trial. I am sure they'll all love the Python. Reminds me so much of my wife. Especially since she has put on weight.
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