Condolences to those with list, sick, or angeled cash bag cachers...
(Yeah Julie Green, that one was for you! :))
 
Hey Debi...send them here...just open the door...they'll jump.  I only
live in PA! :)  Actually, I'd like them to live here.  I've learned so
many tricks that I've *got* to get my swollen head deflated by new stunts
that I didn't think of! :)  It gives me a challenge, to try to out-think
an animal with a brain the size of a peanut.  Talk about an ego boost
when I get it right! :)  Nothing is funnier than watching a ferret think
he knows *just* how to do something bad, then find out that you already
figgered out what they were gonna do and kept them from doing it! :)
 
BTW, Hershey has always been the one fert that can hide in places that no
other fert has thought of, but only when its time to go to bed.  The other
night, he hid inside the basket where my shredded paper goes.  There is an
opening of only one (1) inch, but he found that he can lift up the paper
shredder slightly and slither inside.  His mistake was in assuming that he
could get back out! :)  (The shredder is completely sealed, so he can't
get hurt by it) I heard him digging at the opening and realized where he'd
gone.
 
I've also found him inside the mailing tube that they play in, inside the
jeans leg, he turned over the small box and hid under it, he hid inside my
shoe (didn't realize that his entire backside was still sticking out!), he
slid a litter box slightly away from the wall and hid behind it (saw the
tail sticking out) and he even went to the second floor landing of the
stairs and pressed himself against the wall (he's a sable and the wall
has brown paneling...almost didn't see him there!).
 
He is also the one that likes to slink along behind me when I'm checking
hidey-holes to get everyone for bedtime.  He'll follow me from one
hidey-hole to the next, after I've checked them, then hide there.  I've
learned that trick, though and usually catch him at it.  Oh...he also
climbed up the back of the vacuum bag on the outside and just hung there
by his front feet, in an effort to hide from me.  The bag is dark, like
him, and he almost blended in.  Too bad he had a much larger body-bulge
than the vacuum bad did! :)
 
The moral of this story?  Your ferrets don't have to destroy anything, or
poop anywhere, or scratch/tear anything up.  All they have to do is hide
and they can turn your schedule upside down! :)
 
Todd and the (three...two...one, "Here I come, ready or not!") Fuzzbutt
Rodeo Clowns!
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[Posted in FML issue 3584]