(Las vegas, NV)
just woken up.
Of the summer of 2009 I was outside, Playing , and what runs up to me? This helpless little ferret. I picked her up , scared that I was going to get bitten, and brought her home! The first and only word my dad said was "NO".
(That of course dint stop me) so I smuggled her in.
Of course I was caught, but once my dad held her, he fell in love. He named her whiskers. She slept in my arms all night.
To this day she is my best friend , I love her very much. She loves to be held, and snuggled. She will follow you around the house until you pick her up. She will eat ANYTHING, and I mean anything, she LOVES food. She is the sweetest little ferret, doesn't bite, poops in her cage, loves people, and loves to snuggle with you. She is my best friend!