My first Ferret was named Rocky. Well His full name was Rocky Bal Boa (I'm not a Rocky fan, but mom really named him. I thought of Rocky, she came up with Bal Boa...) anyhoo he was like a little puppy. He followed me around, stood on my shoulders when I walked around. And he came to me when I called him. For some reason though he developed a fear of enclosed places. He crawled into a can once and couldn't find his way out (trust me there was a way right above his head) and he started to scream a god awful scream. I jumped up and he looked at me like he didn't know what the hell was going on.
Well One night I heard him crying in his cage, and knew he was lonely. So a month later I bought a new ferret named Baby. Baby was a good girl, but Rocky was jealous and for the first few nights made her sleep alone. Well he eventually warmed up to her, and didn't sleep a single night without her (if it could be helped.) I didn't spend a lot of time with Baby at first. I for some reason looked at her as though she were just a play thing for Rocky. Well once dad saw Baby had gotten hung up on a curtain and was forced on her back and couldn't roll over, well I went in there and saw her trying to get away from me, and crying. And I knew I needed to look at her like I did Rocky. So I spent a lot of "alone" time with her. And soon she warmed up to me. She liked it when I held her, or rubbed her belly, or the back of her legs.
Well I did a lot of moving when I graduated High school, and of course they came with me. Rocky got sick though. I took him to the vet and he had to stay there for a week. Baby got sad, and hardly did anything until I brought Rocky home. Rocky was a tough ferret and hated to be groomed, but once he was brought home Rocky was so happy he just allowed Baby to groom him. Well he got sick again, and I couldn't afford to help him. My family saw them as Rodents, and the only option I had was to take them to a "no kill" facility and give them away. I couldn't bare to seperate them, keep one and give another away. So that's what happened. I just keep in mind that they are with a better family, though that might just be to hide my own guilt about the whole thing.
Well that's it. Cya!
