Friday Ferretblogging: Halfway There, So …

I feel the need to break out the big guns for our Kickstarter. BEHOLD BABY CLAIRE. She was SO FLUFFY. In all seriousness, thank you to everyone who’s contributed so far. And if you haven’t, consider this: I have more baby Claire photos. Also baby Kick photos, and some news I’ll be sharing on Sunday about the project and also A TRANSCRIPT OF THE CRACK VAN FROM ELECTION NIGHT 2008. Yes, it exists. I could be persuaded to post excerpts. If we get close enough. A. Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: Halfway There, So …

Friday Ferretblogging: Claire 1, The Sick 0

Suck it, sick. Claire got some meds at the vet (she has insulinoma, easily diagnosed by low blood sugar and controllable if caught) and she’s perked right back up. She’s still an old lady ferret, but now she’s coming out of her cage to play with her toys (a wooden turtle Mr. A bought on a trip, and a catnip mouse she loves). We hope to have her with us for a good long while yet. A. Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: Claire 1, The Sick 0

Friday Ferretblogging: Claire vs. The Sick

Claire is nearly 7, which is pretty old in ferret years, and she’s been kind of spacing it lately, isn’t as energetic as she once was, etc. All the familiar signs. I’m off with her to the vet this morning, hopefully just to find out if we can put her on a course of meds like Riot, keep her mischievous little self with us a bit longer. A. Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: Claire vs. The Sick

Friday Ferretblogging: Tuckered Out Edition

Claire is exhausted. She was a show ferret this morning for a group of kids for my local humane society, who are doing this kickass summer camp thing where they learn about how to take care of animals and all about shelters and stuff. After a week of cats and dogs they get a primer on other animals from specific rescue groups, and I volunteered to be Ferret Rep, which I am now petitioning Obama to make an actual cabinet position. A. Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: Tuckered Out Edition

Friday Ferretblogging: Rescued Cali Ferrets Edition

Whew:  Sixteen ferrets confiscated from a man in Santa Ana will be moved to a rescue sanctuary operated by a group licensed to care for them. On Wednesday, 23-year-old Sebastian Swisher was cited after Santa Ana animal control officers found the illegal animals in his home. Animal Services officials were working Thursday to transfer them to a rescue sanctuary. Swisher was arrested and released on suspicion of importation, transportation and possession of live restricted animals, said Cpl. Anthony Bertagna of the Santa Ana Police Department. Orange County Animal Care officials said Thursday that the animals were headed to a sanctuary … Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: Rescued Cali Ferrets Edition

Friday Ferretblogging: Guest Ferret Edition

This is Nebula, the fluffiest stuffykins in the whole wide world, and currently a resident at the Greater Chicago Ferret Association shelter, which AS IT SO HAPPENS is accepting donations for the care of homeless fuzzies who can no longer live with me because Claire would eat them if they came near her. Just look at this fat little stripy head trying to be vicious:   LEMME OUT I KEEL YOU. Then when you do open the cage door, she just about licks you to death. A. Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: Guest Ferret Edition

Friday Ferretblogging: And Then There Was One

Thanks for all the kindness about Bucky this week. I miss my fat stuffy friend terribly. The depression of being Bucky-less has not been helped by how happy Claire is to be an only (furry) child. I mean every day she is out of the cage, running around the room, playing with toys one by one as if to say AND THIS IS MINE AND THIS IS MINE AND THIS IS MINE AND IT’S ALL MINE NOW I DON’T HAVE TO SHARE WITH ANYONE MINE MINE MINE! Possibly I am projecting. Still, her newfound bouncy joy helps assuage some of my likely unwise urges … Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: And Then There Was One

Buckingham U. Badger

I knew things weren’t going well when Bucky stopped giving kisses. We weren’t looking for a third ferret when we saw this critter, five and a half years ago. This fat, mellow, sweet little 1-year-old critter, who ambled around the playpen at the ferret shelter clucking to himself like a tiny little hen, with a white stripe down the top of his gray head and little white feet like baby socks. This critter who nibbled my fingers and swished his fluffy tail at me. This critter who set about cleaning and grooming Mr. A vigorously and thoroughly, licking his arm from … Continue reading Buckingham U. Badger

Friday Ferretblogging: Stuffies Drinking Beer and Chasing Each Other

Why does no US bar offer this as a sport?  With a 50 pence ($0.78) entry fee for ferrets, 27 of the animals, which are members of the Mustelid family, competed in nine heats for a place in the finals. The rest of the barn was a multidiscipline ferret extravaganza. There was a timed track, a loop-the-loop and ferret roulette. In this variation on the casino game, players bet on which of six drainpipes a ferret will emerge from. It was all for charity, with proceeds going to the Upper Wharfedale Fell Rescue Association, which helps people and animals in … Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: Stuffies Drinking Beer and Chasing Each Other

Friday Ferretblogging: Bucky vs. Cancer

In the past two weeks, Bucky started showing some weakness in his hind legs, and wandering around looking even more stoned than he normally does. Been through this before: Pancreatic cancer, which is what got Stripe and Puck and part of what took down Chicken-Riot. Still, I took him to the vet hoping maybe he was just, I don’t know, really BUMMED, or something. Blood tests, unfortunately, will out. What we do for this, since he is six and a half and after Stripe I vowed no more surgeries when they just regrow the insulinomas anyway, is give him meds twice a day. Already … Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: Bucky vs. Cancer

Friday Ferretblogging: ‘The ferrets wouldn’t judge me’

UK model and her four pet ferrets:  Explaining how she became so close to her furry pets, Sophie said: ‘The ferrets were my excuse to leave the house and not seem as alone as I was. I took them for quite long walks in the hills near my home. ‘It might sound sad but they were my friends. For a long time, along with my sister, they were the only friends that I had. ‘The ferrets wouldn’t judge me and were always there for me when I had a bad day. They were a big responsibility. A.   Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: ‘The ferrets wouldn’t judge me’