Why I have no mink coat)))

Kind time of day all!
Today I to you with cheerful story which happened about five years ago. Running forward, I will tell that since then in our life there were many changes, in particular, the husband left off smoking, and here I still have no mink coat.

So, I tell.
I bring order in kitchen. The husband smokes in a window leaf. We talk on different subjects. Also I do not remember why jokes in which the wife asks to herself a fur coat came to my mind. Playing the fool, I begin to poor-mouth:
- Why I have no fur coat? Well why? Here I will be chilled in the severe Ural winter, I will catch a cold, I will get sick...
- To you what, the truth is necessary a fur coat? - the husband asks.
- Of course, it is necessary! Than I am worse than others?
- You are not worse, you at me - very best!
- Especially...
- And what is necessary to you a fur coat?
- Mink! - I exhale, having closed eyes from own impudence.
- Mink, you speak?.
- Aha!
- What did you tell in the summer nothing to me? - quietly the husband asks.

In the head of me the chaotic myslemetaniye begins:
- Jokes? Scoffs? Perhaps, could take a side job and save up for a fur coat? Really would decide on it?
I decide to start talking:
- And that you made if I told?
The answer me struck on the spot:
- Do you remember how many at us in the summer of moles divorced? Here from those BURROWS in whom there live moles I also sewed to you a fur coat!

Mute scene.