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Meet my ferrets!

In light of my first two girls unfortunately dying (just old age, they didn't suffer), it dawned on me I've never actually talked about the insane saga that is my time owning ferrets, because what was meant to be only two ended up being... twenty two. The current number is eight. Which to most people is still a lot lol. But significantly less than the peak of twenty two.

So, here is the story.

Pre-pandemic, I got a pair of bonded twin girls. Noodle and Fruitloop.

I had always liked ferrets, and my dad owned them as a kid-young adult, so he knew where to get them and how to build a proper cage and all. So for my birthday I got these girlies. The previous owner couldn't keep all the babies their pair had, so put them up for adoption and I took the bonded girls so they would have each other to play with when I was at school. The timing was a bit off though, because they went into heat before we could have them fixed. So we decided, hey why not have them mated just this once? So we found an owner who had a male and one week long sleepover later they were definitely pregnant. Typically, ferrets will have on average 5-6 babies. But these two? 10... EACH.

In one day, we went from 2 ferrets to 22.

This was the sight upon lifting their box after a few days of letting them do their thing before I tried to get close to them. Needless to say, I was fucking flabbergasted. So was my experienced ferret owner dad. Obviously, there's no damn way we could keep 22 ferrets. So we planned on having most of the adopted once they were old enough.

Typically, you should keep mother ferrets separate, because they can get very territorial and fight over the babies (and on occasion, eat them. Yikes). But because these two were bonded twins and gave birth on the same day, they very happily coparented. There was no way I could tell whose baby was whose anyway.