But the board peppered him with anxious questions: Aren’t they prone to biting children? Isn’t there a risk they could squeeze into tiny crevices in people’s houses and sneak outside, forming feral ferret colonies in the streets?No, and no, Mr. Merlino responded. At least as far as he knew.
He seemed underwhelmed by the proposal himself, repeatedly mentioning the lack of data on various issues and at one point saying that the health department was “recommending that we open it up for public comment” rather than “arguing for it so much.”
As for the notion expressed at the Board of Health meeting that ferrets might slip out through fissures in the walls in order to band together into outdoor gangs: Absurd, Veronica said.
“I was almost laughing out loud when they talked about the colonies,” she said. “Watson is the laziest, clumsiest ferret. He takes three steps and he just plops down. He crashes into walls. I can’t imagine this creature surviving two seconds on his own.”
Shit, not in NYC. The sewer rats could take him in a fight.
Fingers crossed this gets solved. One of the things that stopped Mr. A and I moving to New York (I mean, a lesser concern than “let’s not raise the baby in a sixth-floor walkup with a hole in the floor and no grandparents for 300 miles,” but still) was that we’d have to mule Bucky and Claire over the border like a kilo of coke.