Ferrets and Food 

Never leave a ferret alone.  Two are even worse.

I heard a crash and went into their room to see what it was.  I see two ferrets munching down on the food spilled from the storage container they knocked over.

A bit of the backstory.  When the ferrets are out of the cage to play I pick up their food.  My cat, Bridghid, is on a diet.  She climbs into the ferrets’ cage for a snack if I leave the food down.

Needless to say Bridghid was also quite pleased as she joined them for dinner. 


My ferrets are smarter than I.

Sad Day

DIP KaliyahThe choice to send a beloved fur child to Rainbow Bridge is a difficult decision. It is but wrenching. I made that choice for Kaliyah today .

She was an independent,curious, and adventurous soul. Kaliyah was always a bit of a solo ferret whose main enjoyments were exploring, stealing, and stashing. She enjoyed good cuddle, play, and grooming sessions with other ferrets and Cat Brighid.

The cage is empty now. All my ferrets wait at Rainbow Bridge. 

It is strangely quiet. No thumping as a ferret leaps from a hammock and engages in a good scratching session in the cage; no scrabble of ferret paws on the floor; no more chasing a ferret that just stole my running socks-again. I have always had a ferret-or two,or three, or five- since 1999. Now the cage is empty, silent, forlorn.  
The right choice are always the hardest. I’m relieved Kaliyah is no longer sick and in pain. When she perked up a bit at the veterinary clinic, there was a part of me that wondered if it was the right choice. I wanted to take her home so much. But I knew her body was done. 

fly high. at the Bridge


Eyes shine

Ferret dances and

Dooks while chasing toys

Then through a forbidden door

Left open beckoning exploration

Found the socks

Hidden safely


A Change of Post

I wrote about my meditation this morning in my recovery journal.  I usually share my thoughts in this blog.  Not today.

Today I need to talk about a passion in my life: ferrets. I love ferrets.  I’ve had them since 1999. I was blessed with nine wonderful  little lives:

Merlynn, Jester, Zahn, Druid, Lady Tosca, Koda Bear, Talisein, Bobby, and Kaliyah.

I have seven waiting at Rainbow Bridge.  I found out today that my little Kaliyah- my only ferret- has lymphoma.  She will soon join her friends and siblings at Rainbow Bridge.

bobby hanging out

Ferrets have given so much laughter, joys, frustrations, and tears. They shine brightly and burn out too soon.   Jester’s boundless energy and play- that little ferret never held still.  She was always bouncing, hiding, stealing, stashing.  Merlynn was a bit more dignified but was a wonderful thief.  She knew how to use zippers and loved to steal my mom’s wallet out of her purse whenever she visited.  Mom didn’t believe Merlynn could open zippers until she climbed up on a chair, unzipped mom’s purse, took her wallet and started to drag it under the couch.  Mom stared at her, then started laughing.  Koda loved his food.  He learned several tricks.  He also knew zippers.  Each one of my ferrets have a funny memory connected to them.  In most ways, the happiness balances out the sadness when they go to Rainbow Bridge. 

Taliesin shows ferrets can climb

koda bear and kaliyah steals a running shoe

Kaliyah is going to Rainow Bridge soon.  I think I’m taking a break after Kaliyah goes to the Bridge. I love them but I just don’t want to open my home to another one. At least not for a while. 


I’m certain some day in the future another ferret will find a home here.  But, not for a while.  My heart is too sore.

Rules With Ferrets

  1. I look sweet and innocent.  It is my secret weapon.
  2. Anything left on the floor is mine.
  3. If I can somehow reach it, it is mine
  4. My food dish shall ever be full
  5. I will poop right next to the litter box when out to play.  Close is good enough.  I have important ferret things to do
  6. If I can fit under it, I will
  7. Your underwear and socks are for my joy of stashing.  Especially when they are new
  8. Even if I am on the other side of the house, if you open the door to a forbidden room, I will be under your feet to charge the opening.
  9. Anything is a toy- except what you buy for me at the store
  10. I can get away with anything because I am adorable, sweet, and innocent.

our toy

I can reach it. it is mine

Just My Luck

I was supposed to have an outpatient medical procedure this week.  I am usually anxious about any medical appointments besides basic preventive health care.  The past week my anxiety has been much worse than usual.

I got sick on Friday.  The procedure had to be moved to later this month.  Now I have it hanging over my head even longer.

Brighid showed her connection with me last weekend.  I was running a temperature Satirday night and had chills.  I wrapped myself in a blanket and curled up in a fetal position, coughing and feeling like crap.  Brighid jumped up.  She usually demands attention by doing the cat thing of walking across my body, head butting, kneading and otherwise making her highness’ presence known.  Not that night.  She jumped up, sniffed, then curled up at my head purring. When I woke up during the night, she was there.  She was still there when I woke up Sunday morning.  She probably jumped down during the night for a while but she was there mostly.  She does the same thing when I have a migraine.Msje was a huge comfort.

I took a nap today.  She curled up next to me.  My cough woke me up, hacking like I was coughing up a lung.  She looked at me in astonishment when I sneezed.  If I didn’t feel like I was choking or about to puke, it would be much more amusing.

The loyalty and love of an animal is so comforting.