Poor Silas, he was a character, that ferret.
When I travel around the place, short distances only, I place the ferrets in the rackbag, amongst sundry rags.
Well, I did, now I only place one ferret in the bag, Snowy.
Silas, after one trip to east Devonport to welcome a friend off the boat, decided that he wanted to view the world. Well, that's what we think. I got home later, and discovered where the zips had been firmly closed before, now there was a small (3 cm) gap, and only one ferret. Seems at some point the silly bugger had squeezed through the hole, wiggled around the closed flap and did a runner.
Snowy was happily dozing in the bag, as is his wont. He seems more content now, does Snowy. I'm wondering if Silas left by his own volition, or was he pushed?
Anyway, It's just Snowy and me now.
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