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.
The photos after this mostly involved her nose.
Nothing gets the ferrets hyper faster than a quick round in the cornstarch peanut bin.*
*They dissolve in water, and thus are about as safe for the ferrets as such things can be.
In need of a nail trim, my dear.
Now where’s my treat?
Inspections ensue.
Otherwise known as “Zoe is on the bed, hide me, hide me!” time. 🙂
She nibbles. >.>;
Minion! What are you doing?! Augh! >.>;
(I’m guessing post-nail trim and she has the eu de Ferretone on her belly. Minion is an addict.)