It’s a little known fact that the Japanese are the only country that avoids participating in Weasel Stomping Day.
The weasels know it, though.
Yes, but sea cucumbers bring luck!! Wohooo!
(puts on flippers and a mask, straddles down to the shore and jumps in)
Was that a Weasel or a Ferret?
Yes.
A ferret is a member of the weasel family. (cite) The little cutie in the OP is about the size, shape, and even coloring of a (albino) ferret. It is probably NOT domesticated, however, and should not be approached with teeny-tiny cheerleader outfits.
Mostly my post was an excuse to post a cute picture in a semi-appropriate thread.
What about teeny-tiny Godzilla outfits? Or teeny-tiny genie pants?
Ferrets are generally cuter, as your picture bears out. Though the Ezo Sable is much cuter than the common North American Weasal.
Jim
Them’s good eatin’, them Japanese weasels is, yessir.
And if you’re not careful, you’ll get them all mixed up, and then you have “Hello Tentacle Kitty,” and then where will you be?
The Japanese are the only people to weasel out of things. It’s what separates them from the gaijin. Except the French.
Not to mention they have cunning plans. Plans so cunning you could stick a tail on it a call it a weasel.
I would totally sleep with the door closed if I did that to a weasel that lived in my house.
Heffalump, if it’s between us and the weasels, we don’t stand a chance. 
This is easily disproven, though. Have you seen a normal sea cucumber? Take a good look. There’s your “lucky charm.” They’re only called “sea cucumbers” because marine biologists are too polite to call them “sea turds.” Sea cucumbers are widely known as the most horrible invertebrate ever to exist. If threatened, they immediately puke up their own intestines in a cloud of sticky mucus. Naturally, the Japanese consider them a delicacy.
Now, consider: who spends the most time around sea cucumbers? Sea cucumber fishermen. People who earn their livelihood catching sea cucumbers, rain or shine, day in, year out. They must handle rubbery, pulsating, mucus-vomiting sea cucumbers on a constant basis. Even when not at work, they carry the lingering odor of sea cucumbers. They are always finding errant strands of dried, flaky sea cucumber intestine in their hair or under their fingernails. At night, they dream about sea cucumbers. All their anecdotes revolve around sea cucumbers: “Did I tell you about last Tuesday? Three enormous sea cucumbers vomited on me all at once.” Their neighbors refer to them as “the sea cucumber guy,” and caution children to avoid them.
Do these sound like lucky people?
Terrifel, my two year old demands to know why Mama is turning colors and laughing so hard she spit soup in her hair.
Seriously. This is her --------> 
“Why Mama laugh? Why? Why?”
I hope you’re proud of yourself! 
Just tell her you’re working on your ‘mucus-spitting sea cucumber’ impression.
It’s never too early for the little ones to learn about the dangers of sea cucumbers. If she’s too alarmed, show her that picture of the ferret in the cheerleader outfit. That should give her a whole different set of questions to ask.