Ferrets

Sometimes a class will fail to hold my attention. Such was the case with one of my classes this morning. As I contemplated taking one of my left-over prescription painkillers to make the time pass more gently, I happened to notice what the girl was doing beside me. Having finished the assignment for another class that she had been working on, she pulled out a magazine to read. It was a magazine about ferrets. Just ferrets. Nothing else. Called, unsurprisingly, Ferrets Magazine.
In the masthead, it Ferrets Magazine bills itself as "THE ultimate guide for today's ferret owner". What an embarassment it must be to be "THE second-most definitive guide for ferret owners" or some such. Talk about a niche market. I think I've seen perhaps one ferret in my life, not counting TV.

Edit: Maybe I've underestimated the size or the rodent-like tenacity of the ferret-loving public. 33 of the last 100 hits on this blog (and a higher percentage of unique visitors) are from Google image searches for pictures of ferrets.