We have a naughty little boy called Quincy. (I don't know a ferret who isn't naughty!) Quincy likes to cleverly get around rules.
He's adorable and chubby, and we use him like a teddy sometimes, gently making him dance. This morning he was sleepy, and yawning, cuddling us in bed. My partner picked him up and was singing to him, holding him upright and making him 'dance'.
The thing about ferrets is, they do bite as part of their play.
Quincy knows he is not allowed to bite us, and that he'll get in trouble. So he was yawning... and turned his head mid yawn so his mouth was against my partner's arm. Finished his yawn. whoops, not my fault I bit you, I was yawning!
They're very smart.
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