Goodbye, ferrets

My mother is really starting to cross the line. I'm losing more and more respect for her. I didn't have that much for her, anyways, but she's fucking up big time. Do you know what she made Daddy do? No, you don't. So, I'll tell you. She made him give away his ferrets. That's right. Last night a guy she works with came and got them both. I'll admit, I cried. I'm so tired of watching pets leave. My parents gave my dog, Angel, away, and their dog, Casey, died not even a year after we got here. Then my blue Betta fish died about two weeks after I got him. And now, the ferrets. Would you like to know why she made him give them away? She didn't like how they smelled. That's right. Because of the smell, she made him give away the creatures he loved like children. I'm pretty sure she threatened to leave if he didn't get rid of them, but that's because she's been threatening with that a lot to get what she wants.
I'm actually about this: | | far from telling her to shut up and get the hell out.