I mustela about ferrets

Yes, I used a pun for my first post's title (get it??). Puns are The Devil's Joke, my boyfriend says. "No", he said. "You may not name your blog 'I mustela about ferrets' ". But I couldn't help it, it was too cute to resist, just like ferrets. (Was good and didn't name the whole blog that though. Other options were: Longcats, CarpetSharks and Weasels Ripped my Flesh.)

I really must tell you about ferrets. I've been near obsessed with them for a few years now. I could talk about them all day. I want to shout from the rooftops about how cute they are. I want to grab people and explain how to look after them. I want to promote them, to care for them and to help them. So much so, I'll begin screaming into the blog void to try to tell people about them. One more voice in the sea of millions.

I'm not 'special'. I'm not a ferret celebrity. Why should anyone listen to me? Aren't there a dozen other excellent ferret blogs and sites that will give all the information I will give, but they've already done it? Why am I bothering? I want to be one more voice calling out about these amazing animals. Maybe I can reach someone different who wouldn't have been reached before. I really feel however that my need to talk about ferrets online can't be silenced. I've been desperate to start talking about them for a long time now, it's only now that I have finally done it, it's been nagging away at me for months.

I mustela about ferrets.

Chloe in a tissue box.