So I thought I was better about the sudden loss of Finn than I am I guess. Tonight I came upstairs and started the process of corralling the ferrets from their various upstairs rooms into our bedroom for the night. This can be a slow and tedious task - ferrets are very sound sleepers so getting them to head your way when you call them can be somewhat challenging. Additionally, the new babies are just starting to learn their own names so you have to hope they respond to the sound of your voice even if they don't know yet what you are saying.
Theo is generally quite good about responding when called. He is almost 100% about responding to a squeaky toy. Tonight - nothing - he didn't come when I called or when I squeaked. It took about 15 minutes for him to awaken and find me - by then I was pretty panicked thinking the worst. To further add to my panic it took me about 2 hours to find Violet tonight. Granted - I didn't spend two solid hours looking but from the time I started - with several attempts in between to the time I found her there was a lot of time for me to get myself worked up. Since Violet and Theo had both escaped and made it to piggy land downstairs I have been watching them like a hawk to make sure they are not showing any signs of distress or injury. They have both been perfectly fine and tonight they were both perfectly fine. It's me - I know logically they are both okay - but the broken hearted part of me makes me panic when I can't find them.
I am thankful my little business of ferrets is doing just great - tonight they are all up on the bed playing in the covers. There is much dooking and happy squeaking going on. I do love those crazy weasels....
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GPS collars?
Funny you should mention - in January I should get 10 GPS trackers in the mail so we will give that a try. Collars are tough so we might have to do harnesses instead...
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