There are, thankfully, apartments that welcome Dervish with open arms.  I
actually get to choose between a few of them.  I'm trying to find a bigger
one, so she'll have more room to frolic.
 
It must be ferret-on-amphetamines day.  She's totally wired, more so than
usual; right now she's bouncing around my chair in circles.  Maybe it's the
cold weather?  (Not that she'd know it's cold outside.)
 
I swear that she has some sort of a sixth sense that lets her know when my
roommate and I are at odds, because then all her mischeif is directed at
Emily.  Last night Emily was being really inconsiderate (I won't go into
it)...today, when I got up, I found that Scuttlebutt had taken all her
<ahem> pads from under the sink and hidden them, one at a time, around the
*entire* apartment...and stolen her hairbrush and keys!  There was also an
unexpected corner-present in Emily's room today.  How does my little fert
know?  She's so loyal.  I loooooooooooove her.  :-)
 
-(TX) Meghan
         and
Great-High-Queen-Sheba Dervish the WonderFerret, the Cutest Ferret in the
World
("Mom, the centerfold in the Nov/Dec "Modern Ferret" looks just like me!!")
[Posted in FML issue 2491]