A ferret a day keeps the blues away…
Just ignore the litter bins…it’s almost inevitable that they end up in videos, given that we put them everywhere to avoid random corner-poops and the follow-up carpet cleaning.
Also…I fell asleep with the ferrets out and playing last night. I was woken up at 3am…by Minion licking my forehead.
We’re alive…I’ve just not had the heart to do JJ’s retrospective post. He was laid to rest the evening of April 23rd after we helped him to the bridge. He was bleeding out through his intestines and even our vet, as awesome as she is, couldn’t stabilize him.
His memorial post will be up eventually, but for now, here’s a quick teaser video, one of many I’ve taken and have yet to post. It even features our departed boy for part of it.
Here’s a couple of videos to celebrate it being Tuesday, and my not being at work until after 10pm like on Monday!
Minion, in an orange crinkle toy which sadly has since had to be discarded after being wrecked from too much play:
And this is Zoe on one of her fishing trips:
Well, for some reason we’ve having trouble with our normal video converter for the website. I’ve got an alternate, but the videos it makes aren’t quite as nice looking as I think they should be. Sorry about that.
Video post incoming shortly, under this caveat.
A much belated introduction to Zoe, whom we adopted on Memorial Day 2011. This video is from June 12th. Yeah. Almost a month late on posting it. Sorry! I’ve been forgetful on all things website-related lately.
We’ll update the page with some history on Zoe and other pictures soon. Or maybe not-so-soon. But eventually!
While picking JJ up from the vet tonight, I met a couple who was there to pick up one of their ferrets as well. Sadly, it was after his passing. I don’t know much about him, but I wanted to mention him, as I could really see how much they would miss him.
From our brief chat, I learned that Tipsy was adopted from a schoolteacher after spending two years of his life entertaining her students from his cage, and he then went on to entertain this couple and to romp and play with their other ferrets, with freedom to roam their house.
Rest In Peace Tipsy. I’m glad you were able to bring joy into the lives of others before your passing.
We have three water bowls in the ferret cage. Well, 2 water bowls and a bottle, technically. The bowls are there for the ferrets to play in. The bottle is there so they’ll have something to drink after they’re done playing.
This morning Minsc and Minion both were extremely hyper, despite spending the night in the bedroom playpen (bad storms means we want the ferrets close at hand in case we have to hide in closet for tornadoes and the like). They were actively rearranging everything they could in the cage, including spilling the fresh litter. I notice that, while the bottle is full, the two bowls are pretty much empty. So I get a plastic container and go to the sink. As I carry my nice full container over to top off their bowls, the double-Ms frantically redouble their cuteness efforts to try and get me to let them out for more playtime. Sorry guys, I’m already running late for work due to oversleeping, no can do. Besides, I gave you a ferretone treat already as an apology.
I open the cage door, and with one hand I fend off Minion from escape. With my elbow I fend off Minsc, while that same arm directs the pouring of water into their bowls. I fill both bowls, and withdraw, closing the cage up again.
Then I look in the container in my hand.
There’s half an inch of water left in it. And a felt fish toy with a bell inside.
I have no idea where this came from.
Well, I know we got the fish as a toy for Minsc during the weeks he was living alone, waiting for his quarantine to end so he could be integrated with the others. But it disappeared after that, lost in the quagmire of ferret bedding. But I have no idea how it teleported into the container in my hand.
I showed it to Meabh, and after some puzzled staring, put it back in the cage, slightly damp. When I left for work, Minsc had rediscovered his love of fishing, and was busy playing with his newly rediscovered fish.
While sitting in the upper litter bin.
I just hope I don’t come home to a fish toy covered in poop.
Jack-Jack continues to thrive with his implant keeping his adrenal tumors at bay. He’s actually gotten a bit plump now, and plays quite well with Minsc.
Minsc and Minion both have implants as preventative measures, although neither showed any symptoms of adrenal issues (we just want to keep it that way).
Ysabell is unfortunately still struggling with the unknown liver disease. She went back to the vet last week, and bloodwork still showed increased levels of liver issue indicators, although they were reduced a little from the previous visit. She’s back on metronidazole, in hopes of continuing to lower said levels.. She Hates it. Capital H there. Its a very bitter medication, and she struggles and fights so much that she always ends up making matters worse. She’s started actively hiding from us, trying to avoid taking it, and I fear even if we heal her she’ll remain skittish and untrusting.