The Weasel

So when The Boy came over yesterday, he brought that Weasel toy (the one attached to the ball with the motor in it.) In the afternoon he had the weasel going in and out of all the kitchen cabinets and drawers. He and I both got distracted by the cake-making and forgot about the weasel, who had last been hiding in the placemat drawer. So this morning Mom goes to get placemats to set the table and sees what she thinks is a tail of a GIANT rodent-type animal. She said she closed the drawer really fast and then slowly reopened it, and only then did the ball roll forward and she realized it was The Boy's toy. But for a few brief moments, she had the bejesus scared out of her! She brought it upstairs to show me and we put it in the towel closet. Watch out Dad!!!