The whole world, Claire:
Yes. We have a girl. More properly, we have a miniature fluffball who looks like a fuzzy caterpillar, eats her own weight every day, and wants to be huggled and cuddled and carried around like a tiny, furry baby. She has a stubby tail and stubby little feet and was an absolute terror in the shelter. Usually we bring home chill lap ferrets from the shelter and they turn into demon dingos; this time we brought home a demon dingo and she turned into a snugglebug.
Friends who’ve had girl and boy ferrets cautioned us that the girls usually end up being in charge. Little Claire seems to be assessing the situation and so far is content to take a back seat. Riot tolerates her pretty well, herding her gently this way and that, away from his toys and towards places he thinks she should be.
Bucky? Well, Bucky thinks she’s a stuffed animal. Bucky keeps grabbing her by the scruff of her neck and trying to stash her in the box where he keeps all his stuffies. She’s about the size of the stuffies, so it makes a kind of twisted ferret sense. She doesn’t LIKE it (she hisses at him) but he isn’t hurting her in any way, and she just hasn’t gotten mad enough to kick his ass yet.
I’m waiting for that day, eagerly, with the video camera at the ready.
Here’s a water bottle for size comparison purposes:
We’re gonna have fun with this one.