The Tale of Slinky and the Ball

For Christmas, we got some tennis balls from Grandpa and Grandma's puppy, she destroys them so mom snatched them for us. Anyways, turns out that Slinky loves them. I don't know what her deal is, she just runs and runs trying to stash them away under the couch. She even lines them up behind the couch too so she can keep track of them all. She's just a little too excited about them, not to mention just how ridiculous she looks hopping around with them. Doesn't look physically possible, but she does it. Mom managed to catch her on film:

So Long Puffer!

Dad lost another fish. The Toby/White Belly Puffer fish started doing the "dying" float on Saturday, and dad put him to sleep on Sunday night. The hermit crabs will be happy that he won't be around to try and eat them. Dad was sad, he always gets upset when his fish get sick. But he is kind of excited because he got a new car yesterday! Mom's excited that he has a reliable and safe car, and that he finally got a nice car since he deserves it. If you ask us, they should have bought us a ferret mansion instead, but whatever, crazy humans!

Visit to the Vet

On Saturday we made our annual trip to the vet for our check-ups and shots. Mom was a little nervous to go after I had a bad reaction to the Distemper shot. It's not unheard of for ferrets to have a reaction to that shot, which is why they make you wait around for 15 minutes afterwards in case something happens. Normally we just get sleepy from the meds, but last time about 30 minutes afterwards on the drive home I started crying then I was vomiting and had diarrhea in the carrier. I don't think Ferret was concerned, but mom FREAKED. She turned around immediately (in a blizzard no less) and rushed back to the vet's, hoping they were still there since we were the last appointments of the day. Luckily they were there. Mom rushed us inside where they took us into the back room. They brought out Ferret for mom to watch, and from what he said he ran around the office and got into all sorts of fun stuff. Meanwhile, I was in the back getting shot up with Benadryl and the like. They even had to put fluids in me so I didn't get dehydrated. All I remember was that I was really out of it and felt like crap. It seemed like forever, but they brought mom back to see me. I never would have admitted this before, but I was really happy to see her. I started to feel better once she picked me up, I even started to crawl up on her chest to snuggle. I guess I never appreciated her until that day. Now I know she loves me, so I like to show her I love her too, with KISSES!

Anyways, the Doc said we're very healthy and adorable. He said we have very pretty coloring and good personalities. We didn't bite anyone. Ferret spent most of the time hiding in the carrier or on mom's lap, he was tired I guess. This time they gave me benadryl before the shot, to prevent a reaction, and it worked. I did not enjoy the shots though, I got so mad I peed on the counter when he stuck me. I weighed in at 1.4 pounds and Ferret came in at a hefty 3.1. But as long as he's active they don't think it's a problem. We're just glad to not have to go back again, don't get me wrong, we LOVE field trips, but only to pet stores and other parts of the house.

Snow (outdoors this time!)

So, mom and dad decided that it would be "fun" to bring the brother and me outside to play in the snow since we liked the bucket of snow so much last year. Saturday it was nearly 35 degree, but that is 30 colder than our house, so I got a little chilly. I went around for about 5 minutes, tried to climb the screen door, then climbed up mom (no joke, up her pants and then her coat) and proceeded to snuggle up to her scarf and neck to keep warm.

Unlike Nutter Butter, er, Ferret, I don't have any fat to insulate me! I got chilly! Ferret had fun getting into the leaf bags and then spent the rest of the time running around then trying to get out of his harness. I guess he could smell freedom, all I could think of was how freaking COLD I was. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the pictures! I don't anticipate us making a repeat trip until the snow has cleared and it's above 65 degrees.

Who's the Laziest Weasel?!

FERRET IS!

Slinky says: He's such an attention hog! He is sooo relaxed and cuddly it makes me sick! How can mom and dad possibly have time for me if he steals it all! Honest to goodness...don't get confused by the picture. He's not fighting, he's laying there in a coma pretty much. He only gets up and gets active for treats, the gopher, and his occasional mental moments of dooking and war dancing. But trust me, he's L-A-Z-Y. But, he does like to cuddle up in our hammock together and lets me massage his neck. So I guess he isn't all bad...I'll just beg for some cuddles from mom.

My Bag!

We fight over territory, just like siblings. In this case, it was a Hallmark bag.

Bye bye Blenny...

Dad is sad, he lost one of his pretty salt water fish. He didn't have a name, but he was a Lawn-mower Blenny. He was a Lawn-Mower because he ate all the algae and green stuff in the tank. He was mom's favorite because he was unique. Shocking right? Anyways, we feel bad for dad because we know how much he loves his fishes. RIP Blenny!