Baby plawin in the water..........and they do outgrow it, some.  One of
the things I did was give them more.  One of those clear boxes for storage
under the bed, filled it half full of water (1 1/2" worth), placed on
newspaper, added pingpong balls, and wola, sat back and watched the fun.
It was much more exciting to them than the water dish, which they left
alone after that, and they really did have fun.  Ajax the babe was
hilarious when he chased a pingpong ball all around the edges til he could
get it between his front legs, but then, he didn't have elbows to pull it
up and he looked to the left then to the right, he wasn't going to let go
of that ball but not smart enough to figure Plan B out.  Well fatigue
would win out, he'd get perplexed enough just to just crawl into the
"swimmingpool" chase and work til one hit bottom and bounced out and then
the chase was on, his nose was glewed to it and all around the room he
went.  Now that he is up there almost 4 lbs, he doesn't do such foolish
things, he is more interested in chasing girls' beehinds.......as for the
swimmingpool, it stays, its kinda like the local coffee shop where everyone
drops in for a drink and to discuss the local news, they hang over the edge
take a sip, nudge the one next to them and I swear the majority of their
plots are skeemed up over a floating pingpong ball.
 
And Barbara, Easy Off read your list and agreed with every one til she got
to "No Perfect Fert", in capitals no less.  I tried but could NOT get her
to understand she is not perfect, she is just the most perfect ferret in
the WWW (whole wide world) in comparison to other ferrets.  She is still in
their arguing but at least its to herself.
 
P.S.  Don't you just love Skeeter on FML - I think he does so much to
lighten the load, to pull us away from despair, kinda brings ours back
to life again.
 
Oh, and the 2+, you don't want to even know how we got into our situation
but all I can say is mine are precious, mine are fun, mine are gifts, and I
cannot visualize if I had to pick even one to "give away" - each one has a
special nick in the heart and are as individuals to me as day and night.  I
do get totally embarssed to admit to an unferret person I have seven,
(usually in a store) and then try hastely to explain, as I see the shock,
the eyebrows going up up up, their backing away in horror, I follow them to
the parking lot explaining they aren't like cats and dogs, they are a team,
they are small and cuddly and and and and there I am, talking through this
rolled up/locked window hearing the car start up and smelling the exaust
fumes.
 
Millie and her noble cleaning crew, 2 aliens, and 1 leftover
Easy Off:  the most perfect ferret in the whole wide word
Ammonia:  Now that YOU'RE in the cage, Ajax, you want me to teach you
          the lyricks to "99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall."
Cascade:  Why isn't the cage moved into the garage or something peeuuu
Ajax:  Okay girls, you got me captive now, come and get me, I'm yours
Dizzy: Someone point the Lysol at him, I'll jump off the shelf and hit
       the nozzle
Joy:   Why don't we move the cage into the back horse pasture. And that's
       not a question.
Prell: Why are the horses stampeding off?  Can we go with them?
[Posted in FML issue 2592]