...and since you obviously killed the two, I suggest you get two new ones before she comes home.
Sorry, my brain’s rusty from not having posted on FR much lately.
All these thoughts came about while stuck in traffic trying to get out of the parking lot at Target yesterday afternoon.
There were three ferrets: one died right in front of us — I posted about it on FR and a grammatical error made it sound like my *daughter* had just dropped dead: I gave at least one other freeper conniptions for about 90 seconds...
Another one developed terminal cancer and we had it euthanized.
This one is the only one which is left: and surprisingly, it was always the most sickly-looking of the three.
Cheers!