A couple of weekends ago, I finally got to meet the famed dingos of the temple of Athenae. And there was much chaos.
A group of ferrets is called a “business” or busy-ness.
They’re not kidding about the business part. The Chicago mob ain’t got nothing on these critters. They get in everything. Everything. For instance, here’s Bucky looking at my cellphone to call a raccoon about a shipment. Or football bets. Or both.
And here’s Riot right before he tries to rip my shoe off while Bucky negotiates his piece. Nothing is sacred.
They are truly adorable and warm and cuddly and squishable and whole lots more, especially gentle little Claire bug. Thanks, A, for sharing your squirrels and lovely home with me!
FERRETZ! Gotta love the little goobers, no matter what their bidness.
Furberus, the three-headed ferret that protects toys from the dead.