As some of you may or may not know, I lost my third ferret Scooter earlier this year – February 11th. Scooter was the last ferret I adopted and he loved life to the end. He was also the one that seemed to miss Bogey (my first ferret lost) the most – they used to play together.

I am now down to only one ferret – Mugsy, my first – and it’s kind of sad to think that once she goes I will be without ferrets for the first time in over 7 years. I cannot even remember what it felt like. Such a big part of my existence the past few years has been taking care of them, playing with them and laughing at their little antics and idiosyncrasies. So much so that I named my site ( after one of them and my blog after one of their best traits – the weasel war dance. If you don’t know what this is, I almost feel bad for you. I can’t really do justice to it in words, but basically the ferret arches it’s back and hops around mouth open and you can almost hear them saying “bring it on, let’s go!” Because they are related to weasels and look like rodents (though they are not) a lot of people don’t like them. I don’t see how anyone seeing this display of enthusiasm, energy and just pure love of life could not fall in love.

Anyways, if you have lost a pet or loved one, I feel for you. I have been fortunate enough to not lose someone in my immediate family – though there have been close calls. I can’t imagine what that would feel like for someone.

Update: Mugsy has been kind of moody and depressed. Not sure if it’s because she’s all alone, or because of the recent relocation. It’s tough.