Ferret Postings
Mom wanted to share what another ferret mom posted in her group. She said it about sums up the "living with ferrets" experience!
Well, let's see. First, I got a late start with all the morning stuff. Sigh. Then I took mommy mush to Mom K. I stepped into her pen without checking her location. Big mistake! She came flying out of the litterbox and left 4 punctures in my foot, 2 punctures in my hand (which complement the 4 punctures she left in the same hand yesterday). THEN she noticed the food and I could see her go "Oh. ok." She glared at me suspiciously, but chowed down.
Fortunately, with her out of the nest, I was able to pick up most of the babies and take a quick look. They all look healthy and are growing and squeaking. Yay! I checked a few of them, there's at least 2 boys and 1 girl, but when I put one baby down in a separate location so I'd know which ones I checked, the baby puddle oozed over so I couldn't tell which ones I looked at and which I didn't. There's some black on several of the noses, but right now they have that white baby coat. Very cute though. Great to see they are all growing. Mom K is taking great care of them, she's a great mommy. I just wish she didn't like to puncture me so much!
So, I get out of her pen dripping blood, limp over to get a paper towel, and feel something go squish under my injured foot. Squid-poop! Yuck! Cleaned that up, turned around, there's more! Ugh! Limp to the bathroom, slip in, you guessed it, more Squid-poop! Double yuck ugh! More cleaning..... (Squid is 7.5 and half-blind, and isn't quite making it to the litter box most of the time, as well as starting to have some control issues. I mind, and don't mind, you all know how it is when you have an elderly gentleman you love very much. It's annoying but you can't get mad at him.)
Next stop is Mom B's babies, who are doing well. They chow down on their chicken while I watch them to be sure they are ok. Hob #4, the littlest one, has his eyes open. So I'm sitting there with him, petting him and doing my "welcome to the world" ritual I do for all of them when their eyes open. (Nothing big, it's just me sitting there talking to them now they can see, more a superstition I guess.) He's yawning and rubbing his face and staring at me and being cute as a button, the other babies are on my lap. I put them back in the nest, look down, someone pooped and peed on me! Of course, after all this I was late to work.
What a morning!
Ann
Well, let's see. First, I got a late start with all the morning stuff. Sigh. Then I took mommy mush to Mom K. I stepped into her pen without checking her location. Big mistake! She came flying out of the litterbox and left 4 punctures in my foot, 2 punctures in my hand (which complement the 4 punctures she left in the same hand yesterday). THEN she noticed the food and I could see her go "Oh. ok." She glared at me suspiciously, but chowed down.
Fortunately, with her out of the nest, I was able to pick up most of the babies and take a quick look. They all look healthy and are growing and squeaking. Yay! I checked a few of them, there's at least 2 boys and 1 girl, but when I put one baby down in a separate location so I'd know which ones I checked, the baby puddle oozed over so I couldn't tell which ones I looked at and which I didn't. There's some black on several of the noses, but right now they have that white baby coat. Very cute though. Great to see they are all growing. Mom K is taking great care of them, she's a great mommy. I just wish she didn't like to puncture me so much!
So, I get out of her pen dripping blood, limp over to get a paper towel, and feel something go squish under my injured foot. Squid-poop! Yuck! Cleaned that up, turned around, there's more! Ugh! Limp to the bathroom, slip in, you guessed it, more Squid-poop! Double yuck ugh! More cleaning..... (Squid is 7.5 and half-blind, and isn't quite making it to the litter box most of the time, as well as starting to have some control issues. I mind, and don't mind, you all know how it is when you have an elderly gentleman you love very much. It's annoying but you can't get mad at him.)
Next stop is Mom B's babies, who are doing well. They chow down on their chicken while I watch them to be sure they are ok. Hob #4, the littlest one, has his eyes open. So I'm sitting there with him, petting him and doing my "welcome to the world" ritual I do for all of them when their eyes open. (Nothing big, it's just me sitting there talking to them now they can see, more a superstition I guess.) He's yawning and rubbing his face and staring at me and being cute as a button, the other babies are on my lap. I put them back in the nest, look down, someone pooped and peed on me! Of course, after all this I was late to work.
What a morning!
Ann
posted by Basho at 1:15 AM
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