The recent thread about free ferrets got me thinking. Wives sometimes get some weird situations to deal with, with us funny folk and our country pursuits.
Here's a tale and there are more, but's what's yours
I would love to have ferrets again.
Gave up quite a few years ago now, sold all the locators and boxes. Because my wife said she didn't want them around any more.
3am all is quiet in the house. The Jack Russel is asleep at the foot of the bed, I am asleep as is the missus.
SUDDENLY I wake up and the missus is screaming, the Jack Russel is going ballistic trying to save the missus as she has a ferret latched in firmly to the end of her nose.
She trying to pry its jaws apart, I trying to stop the dog from biting the ferret and shouting at her to get her head on the pillow as a dangling ferret will never let go.
I get rid of the dog out of the room and come back to find that she is just about to pry ( with her fingers )its jaws open and indeed does manage but then it promptly latches into her hand (at full tilt).
I get her hand on the bed and poke the thing in the eye and it lets go.
Honestly at 3am in the morning it had broken out of it cage in the garden, in through the cat flap, up a flight of stairs and could have then turned left and found a litter of kittens or right and found us. It looked like someone had taken a meat cleaver to her there was blood everywhere.
She maintains to this day that I had taught the ferret to go through the cat flap.
I'd love to have ferrets again