Ferret slip n slide

Just in case you ever wondered what the wonder weasel looked like. Yesterday he was chasing Zascha and as he run through the house into the kitchen, his back feel slid out from under him and he went sliding through the kitchen, front paws out and the most confused look in his beady little eyes. He slid past the sink, the pantry & made it all the way into the laundry room, flat on his tummy like an unintentional slip n slide. He looked to surprised. He finally lost momentum in the laundry room, and then he got up on his feet, shook himself off, sort of checking his feet like "What happened?" and took off again. I don't think I have ever laughed so hard.

Ferret oh ferret, stealer of stuff!

Ferret oh ferret, when will you get enough?

Ah, my little furry bandits, did you think I didn't see you grab the eraser out of the kids back pack and run down the hall with it? I did. That's why I'm chasing you, screaming "Drop it, Drop it"!

Erasers, pencils, socks. We even made a video of Zascha dragging a baby doll from my living room to her secret stash under my dresser. I didn't have the heart to take the doll away from her,so it's living under my dresser. Silly ferret. When will you get enough?

Things I found under my dresser this week

2 pink socks
1 baby doll
1 koozie
1 plastic key chain
1 keychain bottle opener
2 pens
4 erasers
1 half eaten piece of soap -root beer scent
1 half eaten peanut butter cracker

This is the secret ferret stash. And this is one day's worth. I love them, but seriously...

Capri Sun is the object of (my ferrets) affection!

Capri Sun apparently inspires spasms of joy in ferrets. More precisely, knocking over the box, and stealing pouches of Capri Sun.

Dragging them under the couch, back to his den, and accidentally punching the pouch, gushing puddles of liquid everywhere! The juice pouch theft just blows my mind, because they are half the size of the ferret, and yet the little thief can drag it from one end of the house to the other! That goes with his fetish for my snacks from my storage bin.

He loves to steal everything from ramen to packets of pretzels and fruit rolls. He doesn't care if the pouch is empty, he just wants the Capri Sun!! Just try and take it away from him!! He'll fight you for it, and run across the living room, trying to hide the object of his affection, before that human takes it away! Capri Sun the object of my ferrets affection.

My children, however, would like him to be just a little less attached to the Capri Sun. They're thirsty!

Klepto ferret attacks

So they ferret has developed a new skill. He steals things. It started out small, fruit roll ups and the occasional bag of chips, but new he's graduated to the jumbo sized Lay's and ramen noodle packages. I'm chasing the wonder weasel around the house, trying to retrieve my lunch.

"Not for ferrets, hey, that's the last spicy chicken, bring that back RIGHT NOW!" Not very dignified, I admit, but we found his secret stash in the back room, and this is after wrestling several snack packs of chips and the aforementioned ramen from him, in a bizarre human/weasel tug of war. Which made me reason, I'm out of shape, (in my defense, he's waaay stronger than he looks) and he's sneaky.
He got back into the cart where I keep the kids snacks several times after we fought over the ramen! And putting him in his cage to keep him away from the snackies doesn't work.

He thrashes around, shaking the bars and throwing himself against the cage in righteous ferret indignation. I always relent and take Antti out. He's just sooo mesmerizingly cute. So back we go, me trying to pet the ferret and hold him (ha, he will not be contained, he is a wild, independent, klepto ferret!) and he breaking free and plotting the next attack of the snacks. Ah, I hear the crinkle of the 100 calorie pack now!

About me: When not wrangling ferret, I sell things on Bonanzle. Lots of books, great prices~
http://www.bonanzle.com/booths/fatseal

I also have 9 cats, 3 mice, a rat and hamster. And some kids.

Still life with...ferret?

My son got a ferret for his birthday, because he needed something else to feed and take care of. Or rather, I did, apparently, because even though he is 19 and in college, I still seem to be the one changing the cage.
Ferrets are extremely intelligent, enjoy playing with the kittens and stealing bags of potato chips out of the pantry.
Most of my day consists of removing the ferret from places he's decided to explore, like my sock drawer, the pantry, the bathroom trash can and the leg of my pants. His new trick is "knock all the soap and shampoo off the edge of the bathtub", which he follows up with a rousing game of dump over the trash can and spread the contents throughout the house!
The spawn named him "Antii" which in Norse or Danish or some other unpronounceable language apparently means "white furry rodent that sheds a half a pound of fur on your black t-shirt every time you pick him up". This leads to us keeping lint rollers all over the house, so that we can roll the fur off each other before we leave the house, so the neighbors don't think we are some sort of weirdos cultists who roll in animal fur.

But they view us with some suspicion anyhow, as we walk to ferret on a leash outside, and have 9 cats. So my day now consists of:

"feed ferret, and take out of the cage when he begins banging on it. Watch him drink out of the cat bowl and wonder what is wrong with his water bottle? Remove ferret from pantry. Remove ferret from under recliner. Remove ferret from under stove while maniacally yelling "Not for ferrets!". Put ferret in cage. Listen as he shakes the bars like some pathetic prisoner. Relent and let ferret out. Hunt for missing ferret. Find ferret asleep behind dresser. Pry ferret off of kitten. Take fruit roll up away from ferret. Wonder, briefly, where the fruit roll up came from.
Put ferret back in cage for the night."

I'm pretty fond of the little weasel though. Such a cute face. Such a cute, mischievous face...
Antii, where are you? Gotta go..

So how does this thing work anyhow?

So how does this thing work anyhow? I'm just really not sure about this life thing. I think I'm doing it wrong. I still have no job, my husband has no job, somehow I thought we'd be doing better than this. Obviously, I made a tragic left turn somewhere (not really sure where) and I feel like someone in a horror move who got of the main road, made a wrong turn or disobeyed a crazy person's warning and is now going to be eaten, skinned or done in with a large chainsaw. Do you ever feel like that? Well, maybe not the chainsaw part, but like you wandered off somehow and got lost and can't find your way home. I feel sort of ...unsuccessful. I don't know how I should feel. I do know that if and when (hopefully soon) that we get jobs, I know we can live on a lot less than we used to, and that we can buy used instead of new, and since we have had to cut back on just about everything, I know we can do without a lot. I've taken to listing a lot of my no longer quite as necessary items (and you'll be surprised at how quickly a non edible item becomes not a necessity!) on Bonanzle since there is no listing fee or monthly fee to sell, and the fees at ebay were killing me. And I'm selling stuff, here and there, so not everyone is dead broke, but I think they are choosing to spend more carefully, and buying pre-owned items instead of new because of the price. I'm going to be listing the kids outgrown school uniforms and college prep books soon, since those are things I can resell that are "needs" for other people, and much cheaper to buy new than used. Hopefully things will get better, and maybe I can help someone get the things they need at a good price and we'll all be a little happier. Maybe that's how this life thing is supposed to work. So maybe I have the answer after all.