Froderick was our #1 Son and he knew it. He was pretty much a loner. His favorite things to do when we lived in the apartment were to move a 12 lb anchor that we used as a door stop so the other ferrets couldn't run from the bedroom to the bathroom and to dig food out of the food bowls while caged, no matter what time of day or night. He HATED being in the cage. When I told him we were buying a house and he and his siblings would have their own room and he wouldn't be caged anymore, he gave me kisses. 
Igor loved baseball caps so much that my husband bought him his very own. A child's cap that says "Center of the Universe" on it. Igor knew that was his hat and he treated it like it was his baby. It had to be in his hidey hole at all times. If it was moved, he'd search it out and move it back to his hidey hole, then tend to it until he felt it was safe. I found him many times curled up with his hat. He'd even climb people to steal their hats. He stole one of my brother's caps while he was ferret sitting. I found it under our bed several days after we'd gotten home. I don't have a picture of Bob, the iguana. She was a beautiful blue iguana. Her head was a really pretty blue. Bob had been abused by her previous owners. When we got her, she had no claws, no spines, she had punture wounds on her, her belly had been seered by a heat rock, and her nose had a growth on it that couldn't be removed. Bob developed renal kidney disease and passed after surgery to biopsy her kidneys to see if we could help teh regenrate. When Bob passed to Rainbow Bridge, she had regrown her claws and spines. |
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Inga was a very sweet, fragile, little girl. She didn't mind being held and freely gave kisses. If there was a sweatshirt or sweatpants on the floor, you could bet she'd be curled up in them asleep. 
Hans loved tools. He tried to make off with a metal tape measure that had rubber on the outside of it for grippig numerous times. Because of the rubber, he couldn't have the tape measure. He would watch where I put it and then spend mega amounts of time trying to figure out how to get to it. His hidey hole was inside the workings of the dryer. The ferrets could get in there thru an opening in the front of the dryer. When we moved the dryer to the house, we found all kinds of things that he'd stashed, including a snake light. We were amazed that he'd gotten some of the things inside the dryer, the snake light being one of them. I always made sure all the ferrets were in their cage before running the dryer. 
Ab wasn't with us very long. She was a lot like Inga in that she was a real sweetheart. She would stand up for herself, though, if the other ferrets would try to rough house with her, whereas Inga would cry. 
Rusty
Rusty was such a sweet boy. He'd come from a single ferret home and, although he enjoyed sleeping with the other ferrets, he was a loner most of the time. He would ocassionally play with the others and weasel war dance. His favorite thing to do was to attempt escape of their room. I will miss having to keep one eye on the door when I'm in their room now.
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Perky Perky was a funny little creature. At first, when we would pick her up, she would curl up in a ball, stick her spines out to stick us and make a sound that sounded like the old time percolators, which is how she got her name. She was nocturnal, so we really didn't have much dealings with her other than when she would move the plastic hidey hole tubes around in her tank at 3 a.m. and I'd have to rearrange her home. 
Amber Amber was a mutt dog, whom we brought home from a convenience store. She had been hanging out there for a month. I was told she had a home, but you couldn't tell it by looking at her. Hubby gave her two baths to get all the dirt off of her. She had such a severe bladder infection that her urine was brown. Her ears were so infected and had been for so long that she now has chronic ear infections. She also has a mass in her belly and mast cell tumor on her head. She is living out her life in as much comfort as we can provide. We couldn't really get Amber to play, she was too afraid. The one thing she did do was flip what we call Flip Chips in the air. She never showed interest in any toys we brought home for her.
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