Sorry if this sounds really stupid..

In January, I impulse bought the first animal I saw to keep myself from doing something really stupid. We have slowly been bonding since then. His name is Slinky.

Whenever I feel like rotting in my bed and not getting up, I remember that he's waiting for me to let him out and is excited to play with me. He relies on me to feed him and give him water and love him.

Today, I spent probably 4 or 5 hours assembling a cardboard mansion for him, and afterwards I decided I would cut his nails because they're way too long. I thought he would be scared of the clippers but he sniffed them and chillaxed when I leaned him against my legs. With the hand that wasn't cutting his nails, I was rubbing his face to keep him calm, and that was the first time he'd ever held still long enough to let me pet him like that.

He fell asleep in my lap and, while that made it impossible to cut his nails, it made me start bawling. He trusts me enough to fall asleep on me. I cried for like 15 minutes amd hugged him. I'm glad I bought him; the $400 I blew on him and all his stuff is nothing compared to the joy and meaning he has brought to my life.

TL;DR Ferret fell asleep on my lap for the first time and I bawled like a baby because I love him, he loves me too, and he gives meaning to my life.