by Kelly
(Chicago)
My husband purchased his ferret, Trouble about four years ago as a birthday present to himself. He loved and cherished that little rascal because as a child he always wanted one. He would send me videos of him sneaking into the fridge and literally pull out bottles of ketchup and salad dressing and store them under the couch. Not to mention the countless times he's spent searching for his wallet and leather belt only to find it stashed away in his little hideaway. I myself was honestly never too fond of em', but one of the reason's I chose my husband is because of the bond I watched him develop with Trouble. So this is to Trouble, ferret folks or as my two year old would say "feyet", rest in peace, we'll miss you.
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