Mink(s)

 

mink

The first mink I ever saw was a gift to my former housemate. Her cousin had brought it back from Korea.

A couple of decades later my daughter inherited it, and when I visited her in Malden during a cold December, its warmth was a joy.

My husband, deciding we needed one, researched the web and found a company that imported them to France.

He ordered one and we waited, and waited, and waited and... Months and then seasons went by without either the mink or a response to our emails. No phone was found.

We cancelled the credit card and settled for living through winters minkless. 

Almost another year went by and we forgot about it. We decided to go to Scotland. Friends dog-sat our pup. About halfway through our stay along with pictures of our dog, we had a picture of our dog sitter and dog along with the mink. "It's heavy," he said. 

The company we ordered it from no longer exists and where the mink came from or why it arrived so late we don't know, so we had no way to send another payment. That was at least 10 years ago and winter nights we have happily snuggled under its warmth and weight.