My daughter won a living thing.

She doesn't know it yet.  It is a surprise.  What did she win?  Let me first tell you HOW she qualified.

We had a fundraiser through K's school.  The children peddled pastry and the more items that they sold, the more drawings they would be qualified for.

K sold 15 items.  That 15 items qualified her for . . . a hamster.

A living thing.

So today when I was at work, my neighbor gave me a call.  She is the one in charge of fundraising.  She explained that they were doing the drawings for the prizes and mumbled something about K.

"M, don't tell me that K won the hamster."

:giggle:

"She did.  I am calling you to see if that is okay."

I tried to call Hubs at work, but had more success with texting.  His logic went like this, "I will ASSIST but I will not be the PRIMARY CAREGIVER."

"Okay, so go with it?"

"It will be a good test for her to get a dog next spring."

So there we have it.  K will soon find out when they announce it at school that she will be a mama to a small, furry creature.

She will love it, even when it smells.

It's that smell part that makes me crunch up my nose.

And that it isn't a Zhu-Zhu pet.  That would be so much easier.  The only risk with that is tangling it into her hair.

She is a kid and has to be allowed to be so.  I wish her much success with her critter.  We'll probably get it sometime next week.  This weekend, we're in 10 different directions and she is staying over at Grandma and Grandpa's house.  It would be unkind to abandon a new family member.  Grandma didn't sign up for a caged pet for this visit.  I wouldn't even ask.  Bless her.  She's nice enough to have K as often as she does.  :)

If it is helpful, M told me how thrilled she is that the hamster is going to a good home and about how she feels so much better knowing that it will be loved and not microwaved or something awful like that.  

No microwaving the pets at our house.  I promise.