Apparently not in my house.
 
I went to retrieve food from the oven only to scare the fur off a mousie
on top of the stove.  Sigh.  She ran away before I could grab her to put
her outside.
 
Before I have heard scratching in the wall by the bathtub, while I was in
the bath tub.  That episode sent me searching for ferrets for over two
hours as Treska had a hiding place I didn't know about.
 
And said ferrets have made themselves a home in the pile of laundry by
the laundry area, which is in my kitchen.
 
So why do I have a mousie on my stove?  Lol.  Oh well, I think I scared
it more than it scared me.  She was very small too, just a little thing.
So I guess my ferrets hunting for their own food is definitely a joke.
 
Of course, the mouse probably thinks it has gone to heaven with kibble
and water around, as well as an occasional dropped raisin.
 
Maggie
[Posted in FML issue 3999]