Here we go again. Another ferret has escaped the house. Ivy left the to the cage door open, so the ferret climbed out and ventured outside via the doggy door and disappeared. I searched and searched and couldn’t find him. I also searched the neighborhood the next day. No luck. 2 days pass and I finally gave up. I said to Ivy, sorry, but he’s gone and something probably grabbed him.
She was upset, of course. But right about then, a neighbor posted a pic on our First Ward newsgroup and asked, “Did anyone lose a ferret?”
Yes! That’s Buddy!
But they didn’t publish any info – no phone number or address – so I didn’t know who to call or where to go. Ivy was excited and said, well, let’s just go walk around and see if we can find them.
We didn’t even go more than 1 block when I saw our neighbor. He said “Howdy” and “Whatsupp?”
I said, “Oh, nothing much. We’re just walking around looking for our missing ferret.”
“Is it white?” he responded. I said yes!
“He’s right here.”
He told us the story of how his wife swore up and down that she saw a ferret in their yard. He said she was crazy. But then the next morning he spots a ferret in the yard! He grabs it and puts it in a box figuring it was someone’s pet.
Buddy was obviously stressed and traumatized from his 2 day outdoor adventure, but he was OK. We brought him home and gave him some food and water, and that’s where he stayed for about a week. He didn’t even want to come out of the cage and play or anything. He was like, ‘Life in the wild? um, no thank you’.
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