Vanessa- I couldn’t take a 3-kit litter of orphaned skunks. They were adorable and all, but the life they would lead and my life would have been very different. I was sad, and I remember it to this day, but I’m glad I didn’t do it. I could have done some real damage if they had had rabies or another disease.
All domesticated animals need vet care-or you are abusing your animal, (Now watch the arguments begin!)

Pet bans really need to be taken seriously. It isn’t that your neighbours or friends will report you, it is that vets HAVE to. Ferrets, like most pets, do require medical attention (some very serious) and vets can lose their lisence if they don’t report that someone has brought one to them in a banned area.
It is never safe to have a banned animal, stick to the accepted ones to prevent heartbreak.

Rukia and Hon Glad the music that came from that experiment would be preferable to most I hear now. There is a pun about John Cage and a ferret cage in there somewhere, but I can’t seem to find it now.

I do like the idea of the ferret in the guitar- a children’s story perhaps? Or a ferret and a cello?

Alex- what a darling story about the little girl, the crayons and the ferrets- and the mattress, too! Thanks so much for sharing that!

Ahahaha! That ferret slipping into the guitar is adorable! I’d have a hard time not picking it up and trying to play it with him in there (but not loudly of course ).

a few years back I babysit a little girl when she got home from school.
The family had two ferrets. Their daughter Debbi would be sitting on the floor coloring and the little beggars would grab a crayon and take off with it.They even managed to get up on the kitchen table so then she moved over to the kitchen counter.
Seeing the ferrets trying to work out how to get up on the counter and seeing their happy faces,and hearing their squeals of joy when they succeeded made it impossible to be mad with them.
We bought her a box with a lid for her crayons.That worked only until the ferrets discovered
by accident that making the box fall off the counter broke the box and
ta da victory to the ferrets.
They are like little bitty foxes,very crafty.
Soon after they had brought
them home from the pet store the ferrets came up missing and were lost
some where in the house.
After a hour of frantic searching they called the pet store. He said check under the beds and see if there is a hole in the bottom of any of the the mattress. There was. And there were the two ferrets sleeping soundly up inside the mattress.
Ferrets are also great at flatting out their bodies.
I have seen them slip under doors that have only an inch
of clearance.
Ferrets are crafty, funny little clowns, and so sweet an lovey.

:cries!: I want ferrets and hedgehog, but live in the evil state of California.

@Hon Glad, I would say it was the ferret that had the bad experience.

@Glix, anyone who doesn’t think cats have a sense of humor has never seen one cat ambush another in the litterbox.

I didn’t say an Oscar Wilde/GB Shaw kind of sense of humor, but a sense if humor nonetheless.

Cheese and Crackers, Glix, you are going to have yourself one constipated cat there, don’tcha know…

Björn- so multilingual-polyglot, even-that is just too hysterically funny, I’m tearing up again, just after I stopped crying over Chritian and his Lion- how ironic is it to have a lion named “Christian”?

In the Roman Collesium–
Commentor_
“And here comes Christian”-

“No,” says the second commentor, “That’s a lion”

“That’s what I said”..

a real “Who’s on First routine!
Well I can hear it anyway…

Oh, gawd, did I just make a religion joke- (not yelling, just for emphasis shhhsh)
IT IS A LIGHTHEARTED ROMP, peeps!

One of out cats luurkenschproings the other all the time. They’re female, about the same age. Sometimes Teggie sill sit in a corner for a very long time, apparently waiting for Milky to enter the room so she can even prepare to pounce. The other night, poor Milky had about three trips to the litterbox postponed because Teggie was sitting in the closet where the box is, apparently getting ready to get ready (yes, I meant that) to pounce.