You know you are addicted to ferrets when:
 
You have a pile of dishes in the sink, but are embarrassed if the litter
boxes are spotless when company comes over.
 
Everyone's Christmas gift has to be ferret proof.
 
Some one asks you how many kids you have and you reply with a straight
face (not realizing they mean human) 14 of my own, and 42 shelter kids.
 
You find the subject of poop a fascinating subject.
 
Toys scattered all over the house suggest that a two year old lives
there, and the youngest human child is 18.
 
You make sure you leave a couple of worn shirts or jeans on the floor so
they can sleep in them.
 
You tell people to watch for the "land mines" that are left behind by
the kids.
 
When you take down the Christmas tree and under the tree skirt you find
either a horde of treasure or a pile of hard poop.
 
You are really proud of yourself because you did 15 loads of laundry
over the weekend, wake up Monday morning and realize that none of it was
human laundry and you look through the ferret shirts to find one to wear
to work, along with a pair of old jeans.
 
You take off your shoes and put them in a drawer so you can find them.
 
You sit at the computer and think of all the things that you do for the
ferrets you consider normal, but non ferret people think you are nuts.
 
Ok that is it for now.
 
Jean
Ferrets Unlimited Ferret Shelter
[Posted in FML issue 3261]