Anyone who knows me, knows I love my little boys. I have had this ferret obsession since Greg bought Gus, my first fuzzy, nearly 10 years ago. (A purchase he has slightly regretted ever since!) I was completely smitten with little Gus, he followed me around like a puppy. He loved to play in the snow, go on walks and was great for snuggling, too.
Since Gus died, I have managed to keep ours a ferret-friendly home. After Gus, came Zoe. She was the sweetest little girl. Zoe was a sickly little thing and needed company so along came Scrat, then Moose and let's not forget Hobbes! One ferret is an adventure, four is chaos! Each has had their own distinct personality, which has been so fun to see. Some have had "special needs" but all of them have been a complete joy! ~By the way... anyone who thinks God doesn't have a sense of humor has never had a ferret.
These days, we share our home with Ollie (top photo) and JoJo (bottom photo). These two are quite a pair. JoJo is outgoing, Ollie is more hesitant. Both can get really silly and love to chase each other and play with anything that crinkles or has a tunnel they can run thru. But, upon someone entering the kitchen, playtime is over. Because the only thing they love more than chasing each other around the house is their treats! Their favorite you ask? Why dried Mango, of course! This is the look I get from the two of them EVERY time I enter the kitchen. Now how do I say "no" to those faces?
-Nancy
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