Mustela Putorius Furo

This is a recent project from my English class. I got a B- but I thought I would post it anyway.

Mustela Putorius Furo
I was being called. Like the beckon call of a yodeler vocalizing from the Swiss Alps. This sort of thing always happened during of times stress, the kind of stress that feels like you have a monkey on your back....an overweight, stinking, screaming monkey. Within my first couple steps through the door I suspected the usual outcome but I had no idea of how I would arrive. Like travel by plane, you know where you're departing from and you know your destination but you know nothing of the flight plan or if the pilots are actually sober but this is what it's like when you visit Petland. I once learned that small, furry creatures feast upon stress like Velociraptors feasting on a young Atlascopcosaurus. Kittens, Puppies, Bunnies, and Birdies were all on display in their respected species. However, all their stress-sucking talents had been siphoned before. Prior to almost losing hope, there lied the Ferret pen. The therapeutic, playful presence of ferrets is like a constant in the universe and that obese, putrid, yelling monkey was sucked into a black hole thus ushering in the sobriety and peace that only a fuzzy little ferret can give.