So, wasn't able to take Anya outside the other day, and she was desperate to do something, it was so adorable. She'd stand up on her hind legs, lean against the lower plexiglass partition in their room, stare at me, then move to where she was leaning against my leg, still staring. Back and forth, back and forth. In an effort to reward the cuteness and give her something interesting to do before cage time, I took her upstairs and let her wander my room:
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| Respect a girl's shoes, ferritsy! |
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| ... or not. |
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| "I'm not doing nothin ... that you have proof to blame me for." A smart ferret's motto. |
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