"What is it mom?"

I was endeavoring the task of cleaning out the ferrets cage. A task that should not be done while holding a baby, so I had to put Babs down in her baby seat. Upon turning around I found Slasher had discovered the baby. In both of their eyes loomed the questions "What is that thing? Can I eat it?" Not to worry slasher just cuddled up to Babs' feet for a nap. (Luckily out of her reach).