Ferrets Magazine online is asking it's readers this question for their next Buzz About Ferrets article. I am in love with this idea/topic. It's brilliant, because ferret people are such fanatics that I imagine most owners have an ongoing list of the silliest, strangest and sweetest things they've ever done for their little fuzzbutts. I can't wait to hear answers to this one. And I'm hoping for a big response. This could be a great story if you all pitch in, and also share this request with others. The very question is so infectious I have to answer it myself. I just can't stand it. So here we go. The most unusual thing my husband, Scott, ever did for his ferrets was to buy them matching black leather motorcycle jackets. He had just become reinvolved with ferrets and owned?a pair of kits. Brothers. Soon, he began ordering "clothes" for them. But the jackets took the cake. I would love to list the cutest and silliest things Sean has ever done for his ferrets ... but the list is way, way too long. I'm not even going there. The most unusual thing my grown son has done for his ferret was to bring him to a corporate meeting because he felt like he had not spent enough time with him that week. Chet walked into the room dressed in his formal managers uniform hauling a carrier with a fuzzie, beady-eyed, little face peeking out at everyone. And me? Yah, I bought a HOUSE for my ferrets. We could not afford a home for many years. And when we did begin to make some money, we were so starved for the little things we had sacrificed for so long (like soda in the house, and movies, more than one pair of shoes lol, and just buying "stuff", we didn't' quite understand how well we were doing. We thought we still could not afford a home. One day, our apartment complex changed ownership, and despite what the pet owning renters contracts read and what deposits we had put down... we were told to get rid of all our pets. Nobody wanted to bother fighting it. they were too disgusted and mad to stay anyway. We ourselves, were becoming very concerned about a few things living there anyway. Well, when we went looking for another apartment, townhouse, or even a house to rent .. nooooobody wanted us with our ferrets. Nobody. It did not matter how sparkling our rental record was at various places while owning ferrets during our lives, nobody wanted to chance it. And believe me the management from our old apartments felt so bad, that they offered to write us stunning referrals. We were forced to shop for a home. It gets better. A home was not enough. No, my ferrets had to have their own boudoir. It took weeks of looking before our real estate agent really, really took us seriously about that and started showing us viable homes rather than showing us houses with breakfast nooks, extra large closets, basements, extra dining rooms, that she thought we could fashion into some sort of pet area (which we could technically). In the end. The ferrets got US the house. We could not get interest rates low enough for us to get a big enough house that was not a "fixer upper" (we had not one dime saved to fix old roofs, broken air conditioners, patch walls, etc). Then this one mortgage company found out about Sean and Rocky (I forget how). They met Sean and Rocky, and there was a big meeting about us. The next day we were called in and magically a super low interest rate appeared out of the air. We were in! Hmm. I guess that does not count for this story, huh? that's more like what is the wildest thing your ferret has ever done for you! lol. Okay, please, do not reply to this on the list. Please send all responses to [log in to unmask] so we can get your story in the magazine. The story will be published soon online for everyone to see! [Posted in FML 6453]