Mr. Skittles and Bella the package deal!

LOL. I love these two. I really do. We originally had them as fosters until they found a new home. However I think it was just in the stars that things worked out they way they did.

We got Mr. Skittles and Bella a month after Susie passed. We figured we still had loads of love even though our hearts still hurt. We also figured that Roscoe and Donnie needed some entertainment. So we go over to the shelter and we pick them up and take them home. The whole time I am dreading this because I know how ferret math works and we are going to end up keeping them. So time passes and they are mixed in amongst our kids and they are starting to bond. I am starting to freak out. The shelter still hasn't put the kids up on pet finder or their website and its been three months now. We are taking them to ferret adoption days and nothing not a bite. I mean Hell They are CUTE!!! I would take them home. As a matter of fact I did!

So finally come the end of Sept of last year they get posted on pet finder and the website. This is where I finally break down and tell my husband we are keeping them. LOL. I knew it was coming. I just didn't want it to happen. Rule number one in the ferret owner manual....Your gunna have more then one. How can you not. They are the cutest things that walk the earth.

So here we are proud ferrents to four ferrets!! (say that six times really fast). Now individually they are two totally different personalities. Bella started out being the demon child from the deepest depths of hell. My husband was traveling alot last year and every time he left I would cringe and wait.....BAM! She would destroy something. Poop on the bed, toss the room. OH yeah. she was a nasty piece of work. Her daddy left and damn it she wanted him back. She didn't want to deal with icky mommy. I was just so upset one day that I had to put her in time out. In the cage she went. Meanwhile Mr. Skittles was devastated by this. He wanted to break her out of jail. He enlisted the help of our local jail breaker Roscoe. To no avail. 15 minutes later I took her out. I needed a cool off period and I think then she learned her lesson. She has ever since been the picture of perfection. She will just look at us and collapse in a puddle of lovable goo. We have to hand feed her treats even though she is capable of getting her own. And my husband must have the cleanest face because he is forever getting groomed by her.

Now Mr. Skittles.  He has always been my good lil boy. He is our oldest to date. I would say he is five years old. I never wanted a white ferret. Everybody loves white ferrets and only wants white ferrets. But we brought him home and he melted our hearts (but really just mine). I think of him as our big dumb jock. He is all brawn. He also does the silliest stuff. He is my model. If I want a picture of my ferrets I can guarantee I will get a good one with him. He just loves to be loved! He is also the pickiest of eaters. Only the best for him. His treat has been renamed to ferret crack, liquid gold.. good ole Feretone! Gotta love it.

Mr. Skittles is below

Bella:

And my personal fav of them together:

Enjoy!!

Roscoe (The Alpha)

Roscoe is my Boss for the Ferret Mafia.  He rules our domain.  He is the shot caller.  And he makes sure everyone knows including my husband and I.  We got Roscoe when we found out how sick Susie was.  We wanted to make sure Donnie had a buddy if anythinghappened.  We got him thankfully a few months before she passed so he could get accustomed to all the ins and outs of his new family.  Right away he thought he would rule the roost, but Susie had her ways.  She was a sneaky girl.  She would get back at himon her good days and just ignore him like she was a princess on her bad days. 

I will never forget the day Susie passed.  I had stayed home with her to help her to the potty and feed and hydrate her.  When it came time we brought the boys in to say goodbye.  Both Donnie and Roscoe climbed up and laid with her.  (Definitely not normalas those two are insanely hyper when first let out.)  And this was with a boy who didn't bond with any other ferrets in the shelter.  We really were surprised and saddened by this.  After he firmly took on the reigns of Alpha Ferret.  It was a good thing. He would push Donnie into playing and would pester him and us for attention.  I think this was his own way of coping with the loss.  It didn't take long for him to take over the Princess Perch where Susie used to lay and watch the boys play.  He now had a birdseye look on all that was happening. 

When we first got him I think he was traumatized by the events in his life that he would act out in anger.  It was sad.  He would just bite unprovoked anything that was within reach of his fangs.  When he was originally found he was left in a dumpsterwith a few other ferrets in a cage.  After that he was sent to my favorite shelter and was a fixture there for sometime.  I think the abuse he suffered really effected him.  He wouldn't bond with other ferrets at the shelter.  When we got him home I have toadmit.  I had to talk myself into keeping him because I didn't think we could fix/help him.  It took awhile but we finally found his kryptonite.  TREATS!  We stumbled upon a soft and moist food that would do the trick.  He swears they are treats and we treatthem as such.  We slowly started to get him to understand that with a sweet kiss you get a treat.  The biting is in the past!  They only time he acts out now is when he is playing.


It is funny seeing how he behaves when we introduce a new member of our growing mafia.  He will torture them in a way only a ferret can appreciate.  He will grab them by the ear and drag them around the room and after he gets caught doing this a few timesit stops,  (He has learned that the treats disappear when he does naughty's.)  But he gets the point across.  "You are not the alpha nor will you be."

I know I shouldn't pick favorites amongst my children but I have to say.  He is the one with the most personality.  He adds the spice to life my ferrets need.  If you ever need a good laugh you are guaranteed to get one from him.  It is amazing what hecan get into and so quickly.  We recently took him back for a visit to the shelter we got him from.  Diane noticed he had changed and became such a happy boy.  She also noticed everything he would get into.   THAT'S MY BOY!