Post by huronna on Nov 7, 2008 11:03:41 GMT -5
by Terilynn
copyright December 2002
Nearly every morning, Alex got up early, got dressed, ate breakfast, then grabbed his backpack and ran out the door when the big yellow bus honked its horn. When he kissed Stinker “bye” he always told him, “Take care of Mommy for me until I get home.”
And every morning Stinker stood by the door, watching sadly through the window as Alex ran down the walk and disappeared into the bus. Then Mommy would pick him up and snuggle her nose in his neck and tell him, “It’s ok, little Stinker. He’ll be home soon.”
Spending the day with Mommy was good, don’t think it wasn’t! Stinker helped her clean house, chasing the broom, riding on the vacuum cleaner, and hiding his and Alex’s toys in different places for her to find. Grocery shopping days were the best, bags and bags to climb in and out of, and once he even got in the refrigerator, and Mommy shut the door. It was scary! But in just a minute Mommy had missed him and opened the refrigerator, snatching him out and holding him close, telling him, “oh, you little Stinker!”
But Alex was his boy, his best friend, and Stinker missed him when he was gone to school. He often wondered what this “school” was, and often thought Alex spent his days on the yellow bus, because it always brought him home in the afternoon.
Then one day Alex came home from school very excited. “Mommy, Mommy! Guess what!”
“You’re a monkey and I’m not,” smiled Mommy.
“NOOOO!!!!” said Alex. “It’s my turn for show and tell tomorrow, and Mrs. Wooten said I can bring Stinker!”
“How about that!” exclaimed Mommy.
When Daddy got home from work, Alex ran to tell him about it, too.
“What do you think about that, Stinker?” Daddy asked.
Stinker was so excited he did a happy dance until he fell over on
Alex’s feet, and promptly untied his shoes.
“You little Stinker!” said Alex. And they ran off to play.
The next morning, Mommy said, “I think since you’re taking Stinker to school today for show and tell it would be better if I drove you.”
“Ok,” agreed Alex, and ran to gather his backpack and jacket. Mommy got Stinker’s pet carrier, put fresh water in his bottle, and stashed some ferret treats in Alex’s pocket.
“Are we ready?” asked Mommy.
Alex nodded eagerly, and Stinker bounced into his carrier, smacking his head on the doorway.
“Ouch,” he thought, shaking his head.
“Off we go then,” she said, and they got in the car and drove to the school.
When they got there, Stinker watched carefully through the door of his carrier. “Wow,”
He said to himself. “This place is huge! Way bigger than our house!”
They walked down the longest hallway Stinker had ever seen, and stopped at a door decorated with brightly colored leaves.
Inside the classrooms were many small tables with bunches of chairs around them. “A lot of people must eat here,” thought Stinker, thinking of the table at home where Daddy, Mommy, and Alex ate their meals.
He looked around some more, noticing the many pictures decorating the walls. They looked much like the ones Alex brought home from school. Mommy liked to hang them on the refrigerator. Stinker liked them being there. They reminded him of Alex, and he always did a happy dance when Mommy hung a new one up.
Alex and Mommy walked to the corner of the room, where there was a brightly colored rug on the floor. Here, Mommy set his carrier down and said, “Ok, guys, I’ll pick you up here after school.”
A whole group of children Alex’s age and size came and sat on the rug in a circle. Alex opened the carrier door, and Stinker hurried out and looked around. All the children were staring at him, and Stinker was suddenly embarrassed. He lay down flat on the floor, with his head on his paws, and stared back at the children.
“What is it?” asked a little red haired girl.
“It’s a ferret,” explained Alex.
“What’s her name?” asked a little dark haired boy with glasses.
“It’s a boy,” said Alex, “and his name is Stinker.
The children giggled, and Stinker stood up and walked to a little boy in the front row, who stuck his hand out and touched him on the head.
“He’s very soft!” exclaimed the little boy.
Stinker rolled over on his back.
“He wants you to rub his belly,” said Alex.
The children giggled again, and for the next little while, the children took turns petting Stinker and asking Alex questions about him. He told the other children about how he took care of Stinker, what he ate, how he brushed his coat, and about how Mommy put Ferretone on his belly to keep him busy while she carefully trimmed his nails. He also told them about all the games they played together, like tug-of-war, and hide and seek.
When Mrs. Wooten said, “Children, it’s time for spelling,” Alex put Stinker back in his carrier, where he curled up for a nap.
A little while later, it was time for recess. Alex took Stinker from the carrier. They went out to the playground. Alex zipped Stinker inside his jacket, and Stinker popped his head out of the top. It looked like Alex had grown another head under his chin, but smaller! The children giggled, and ran to the swings. Alex loved to swing, and he could swing oh, so high!
“Whoo-hoo!” dooked Stinker. “I’m flying!”
Next they slid down the slide. Stinker thought he could see the whole wide world from the top of the slide. Boy, was he having fun!
When they were tired of sliding, they went to play in the sandbox. Alex took Stinker out of his coat, and the children laughed and laughed as Stinker dug and burrowed in the sand. He make sand fly every which way!
Then it was time to go back to class, and Stinker took another nap in his carrier while the kids worked on social studies and math, and then it was time for Mommy to pick them up.
That evening, Stinker did his best to tell Mommy and Daddy all about his adventures at school. He rolled, and jumped off the sofa several times to show them how it felt to swing, and he slid down the front of Daddy’s recliner like he and Alex had slid down the slide. But when he showed them how he dug in the sandbox by digging in the carpet, Mommy said, “Stop that, you little Stinker!”
Alex explained that that was just how Stinker had dug in the Sandbox. Mommy and Daddy laughed and laughed, and then it was bedtime.
Stinker was already falling asleep as Mommy tucked them in. He was so tired, but he had so much fun that day! And now he knew where Alex went every day, and what he did there. It wouldn’t make him miss Alex any less, and he wished that he could go to school everyday, too, but gosh, who would take care of Mommy if he was gone, too?
copyright December 2002
Nearly every morning, Alex got up early, got dressed, ate breakfast, then grabbed his backpack and ran out the door when the big yellow bus honked its horn. When he kissed Stinker “bye” he always told him, “Take care of Mommy for me until I get home.”
And every morning Stinker stood by the door, watching sadly through the window as Alex ran down the walk and disappeared into the bus. Then Mommy would pick him up and snuggle her nose in his neck and tell him, “It’s ok, little Stinker. He’ll be home soon.”
Spending the day with Mommy was good, don’t think it wasn’t! Stinker helped her clean house, chasing the broom, riding on the vacuum cleaner, and hiding his and Alex’s toys in different places for her to find. Grocery shopping days were the best, bags and bags to climb in and out of, and once he even got in the refrigerator, and Mommy shut the door. It was scary! But in just a minute Mommy had missed him and opened the refrigerator, snatching him out and holding him close, telling him, “oh, you little Stinker!”
But Alex was his boy, his best friend, and Stinker missed him when he was gone to school. He often wondered what this “school” was, and often thought Alex spent his days on the yellow bus, because it always brought him home in the afternoon.
Then one day Alex came home from school very excited. “Mommy, Mommy! Guess what!”
“You’re a monkey and I’m not,” smiled Mommy.
“NOOOO!!!!” said Alex. “It’s my turn for show and tell tomorrow, and Mrs. Wooten said I can bring Stinker!”
“How about that!” exclaimed Mommy.
When Daddy got home from work, Alex ran to tell him about it, too.
“What do you think about that, Stinker?” Daddy asked.
Stinker was so excited he did a happy dance until he fell over on
Alex’s feet, and promptly untied his shoes.
“You little Stinker!” said Alex. And they ran off to play.
The next morning, Mommy said, “I think since you’re taking Stinker to school today for show and tell it would be better if I drove you.”
“Ok,” agreed Alex, and ran to gather his backpack and jacket. Mommy got Stinker’s pet carrier, put fresh water in his bottle, and stashed some ferret treats in Alex’s pocket.
“Are we ready?” asked Mommy.
Alex nodded eagerly, and Stinker bounced into his carrier, smacking his head on the doorway.
“Ouch,” he thought, shaking his head.
“Off we go then,” she said, and they got in the car and drove to the school.
When they got there, Stinker watched carefully through the door of his carrier. “Wow,”
He said to himself. “This place is huge! Way bigger than our house!”
They walked down the longest hallway Stinker had ever seen, and stopped at a door decorated with brightly colored leaves.
Inside the classrooms were many small tables with bunches of chairs around them. “A lot of people must eat here,” thought Stinker, thinking of the table at home where Daddy, Mommy, and Alex ate their meals.
He looked around some more, noticing the many pictures decorating the walls. They looked much like the ones Alex brought home from school. Mommy liked to hang them on the refrigerator. Stinker liked them being there. They reminded him of Alex, and he always did a happy dance when Mommy hung a new one up.
Alex and Mommy walked to the corner of the room, where there was a brightly colored rug on the floor. Here, Mommy set his carrier down and said, “Ok, guys, I’ll pick you up here after school.”
A whole group of children Alex’s age and size came and sat on the rug in a circle. Alex opened the carrier door, and Stinker hurried out and looked around. All the children were staring at him, and Stinker was suddenly embarrassed. He lay down flat on the floor, with his head on his paws, and stared back at the children.
“What is it?” asked a little red haired girl.
“It’s a ferret,” explained Alex.
“What’s her name?” asked a little dark haired boy with glasses.
“It’s a boy,” said Alex, “and his name is Stinker.
The children giggled, and Stinker stood up and walked to a little boy in the front row, who stuck his hand out and touched him on the head.
“He’s very soft!” exclaimed the little boy.
Stinker rolled over on his back.
“He wants you to rub his belly,” said Alex.
The children giggled again, and for the next little while, the children took turns petting Stinker and asking Alex questions about him. He told the other children about how he took care of Stinker, what he ate, how he brushed his coat, and about how Mommy put Ferretone on his belly to keep him busy while she carefully trimmed his nails. He also told them about all the games they played together, like tug-of-war, and hide and seek.
When Mrs. Wooten said, “Children, it’s time for spelling,” Alex put Stinker back in his carrier, where he curled up for a nap.
A little while later, it was time for recess. Alex took Stinker from the carrier. They went out to the playground. Alex zipped Stinker inside his jacket, and Stinker popped his head out of the top. It looked like Alex had grown another head under his chin, but smaller! The children giggled, and ran to the swings. Alex loved to swing, and he could swing oh, so high!
“Whoo-hoo!” dooked Stinker. “I’m flying!”
Next they slid down the slide. Stinker thought he could see the whole wide world from the top of the slide. Boy, was he having fun!
When they were tired of sliding, they went to play in the sandbox. Alex took Stinker out of his coat, and the children laughed and laughed as Stinker dug and burrowed in the sand. He make sand fly every which way!
Then it was time to go back to class, and Stinker took another nap in his carrier while the kids worked on social studies and math, and then it was time for Mommy to pick them up.
That evening, Stinker did his best to tell Mommy and Daddy all about his adventures at school. He rolled, and jumped off the sofa several times to show them how it felt to swing, and he slid down the front of Daddy’s recliner like he and Alex had slid down the slide. But when he showed them how he dug in the sandbox by digging in the carpet, Mommy said, “Stop that, you little Stinker!”
Alex explained that that was just how Stinker had dug in the Sandbox. Mommy and Daddy laughed and laughed, and then it was bedtime.
Stinker was already falling asleep as Mommy tucked them in. He was so tired, but he had so much fun that day! And now he knew where Alex went every day, and what he did there. It wouldn’t make him miss Alex any less, and he wished that he could go to school everyday, too, but gosh, who would take care of Mommy if he was gone, too?
