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Wendy:

Wendy was the second ferret to arrive at our house. She is the most adorable dark brown sable with little white spots just above her eyes. She's just a little thing weighing around 1.8 pounds. She might be a sister to Banjo, but I doubt it. They had at least 10 ferrets when I got Banjo, and I don't know how fast they sell them in Angola. So she might or might not have been there when I got Banjo. I know she wasn't the kit that the store said she was.

Wendy is not a biter, but if you get her roughed up, the teeth get to digging in a little harder. She's very hyper. Just squeak a squeaky toy, she goes absolutely bananas. We haven't figured out why, unless she thinks it's a baby needing help. But I'm depending on that squeaky toy to call her if she ever gets outside again.

She did that last Dec. Somehow, she got out when Kris and I took the box the Christmas tree came in out to the garage. She was outside for over 24 hours. We had called and looked all over the yard, the neighborhood, called the pound, radio station, animal control. The garage is not too far from the house, and Roger finally spread some of his sawdust around the floor out there, and later went out to check for tracks. I had turned the outside light on after dark so she could find the back door if she was out there. Roger went out to check for tracks. Out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw something running toward the house. So he checked under the steps where she usually goes when she snuck out the door. And there she was. When he brought her in, I really cried as I hugged her, and hugged her, and gave her all kinds of kisses. Then I checked her all over. She was lucky, it wasn't real cold out at that time which is unusual for Michigan.

She has gotten out before, but we've always been able to find her. One time she was chasing the Beagle around the back yard, a couple of times when we discovered her gone, she was under the steps. One time the back screen didn't latch, all 3 females got out. Roger was relaxing in the recliner lawn chair, when he felt a cold nose on his foot. It was Hallie, so we rounded up ferrets and figured out the other two females, Wendy and Suzy, were missing. They were eventually found in the garage. That's why we really keep an eye on the floor when we go out or in the door. No more sneaking out, I hope.

Wendy is the one who gets into places that I never figured she could get. She climbs up the fans if they're sitting on the floor. When she gets in the cupboard under the kitchen sink, she can get into the silverware drawer. If it's open, she then gets into the sink and generally checks out all the dirty dishes, things in the drainer, tips things over, just generally having a good old time.

She has run off with two brand new pencils, automatic ones that are black. She doesn't bother the other ones, but she has a real fascination with these. I caught her twice, but sooner or later, I forgot to put them up and they disappeared. And I can't find them anywhere. I've searched everywhere I can think of, but sooner or later, they're bound to show up. Now if one of the others liked them too, I know they'd show up because they'd be moving them from one hidey-hole to another just like their stuffed toys.

Wendy just like Banjo loves cold tea, ferretone, ferretvite, and laxatone, plus raisins. She also lets you know when she wants her tea. They just sit and stare at you, then if ignored, they put their front legs up on yours and stare some more. Now Wendy expects a raisin after she has her drink.

All the ferrets seem to know when it's bedtime. They will come to me so I can put them in their cage. After the first one gets put up, I have it closed up and they can't get in it. Once in awhile, I have to get up in the middle of the night, because one overslept. They'll scratch at the bedroom door to wake me up. One night I couldn't find Banjo, and he must have put himself to bed first as he was already in the cage.

When Banjo was on medication after being so sick, the vet said it wouldn't hurt to give it to her in case what infection he had was contagious. Well, she didn't like the medicine. It was in a glass bottle with an eyedropper. She climbed up on the table, got the medicine, and was making off with it when I caught her. How she got it down without breaking it, I have no idea, but she managed it real easy. After that, I made sure the medicine was kept in the cupboard over the sink so she couldn't find it.

I have a few nicknames for her, I call her little lady most of the time, but tomboy fits her much better. I also call her princess, and two speed (wide open and sleep). Two speed was first a nickname for my younger daughter when she was riding her motorcycle (wide open and stop). I have yet to figure out how such a little one has so much energy.

I need to mention that she loves erasers, and other rubbery things. I tell everyone not to leave erasers or pencils with erasers laying around. She will not hesitate to run and hide them. And I always find teeth marks in them whenever I find them. And she's good at hiding things. Very hard to find. She chews on rubber balls also. And little children toys such as dinosaurs, farm animals, in fact anything she can get her teeth into, she will probably chew. So far she hasn't had any blockage, but I try to watch her stools. If they are small and skinny, I start extra doses of a hairball remedy.