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Ferret Friday #4

Have you seen the movie Dances with Wolves?  Kevin Costner starred in this moving tale of a soldier who befriends those who were his enemies.  It is a great way to spend an evening.  Anyway, Costner's character behaves with dignity and decorum.  Well, that is not how things go around our house.  Life with a ferret is full of surprises.  This morning is the perfect example of how life with a ferret is just not normal.   We have a shower stall in our Master bath (shocking, I know), and The Hubster and I routinely yell "next" when we are finished showering so that the other person can come in and take over the shower without having to make all the adjustments to get the right temperature, etc.  Does anyone else do this, or are we just weird?

So anyway, the ferret was in our room playing.  When I yelled "next", my husband came in and entered the shower.  Before he could close the door, the ferret had joined us.  I suppose he thought he was just going to step into the stall and get a drink like he does occasionally (Yuck, by the way).  Now if you don't know, ferrets are pretty fast creatures, but I think the ferret even beat his own speed records once he was hit by the shower water. He did a complete circle around our feet and was back out the door before we could even move. I guess it surprised him as much as it surprised us because by the time I caught up to him with a towel he was burrowed behind a Japanese tansu (dresser or chest) and had to be coaxed out.   He is now a nice fluffy ferret after playing a game of "fight the towel" to get him dry.

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