Day 3, part ii. The vets.

The visit to the vets to get the jill jabs that would take them out of season. (and to stop the smell) Was pretty easy until the hard bit, which was of course included the vet and what seemed even to me a very long needle!

The day started well I got up, made my coffee, switched the computer on, sat down then decided to let the little ones out! The serene morning atmosphere finished right there.

They seemed happy to see me whilst I sat next to the cage and let them out, I cleaned up the cage floor whilst they went off to poo in one of their three designated areas, all of which they annoyingly designated themselves. One in a corner of the kitchen, one in the shower cubicle (at least it's easy to clean from there)and behind the front door!

I let them run a round a while I top up their food and water supplies and then went back to my coffee! Cold! Anyone who knows me knows I hate drinking coffee below any temperature of boiling, if it cools any less than that I hate the taste. Call me strange, yes I am I know.

So I heated up the coffee in the micro and sat down to check my emails, read the days news etc, (I would be lost without my computer and internet access).

The little mites still running around creating havoc, were stopped in their tiny little tracks by the cat who they had encountered in the downstairs bathroom.

Uh oh! You could hear the cats hisses from 2 doors down and at this, Wendy and Primmy started to do the combative ferret dance which is basically them jumping up and down on their tippitoes wagging their puffed up tiny tails to make themselves look bigger and making a chuckling noise. Quite hilarious but as I got there the dog had also decided to intervene and suprisingly Meg went straight for the cat, seemingly to protect the new encumbents! The cat with now three foes hissed and backed itself into a corner trying to push his way out backwards through the wall tiles and attempted to scratch the dogs eyes out.

I did get there in time to pick up the cat and calm him down, he had just been suprised at the suddeness of it all and needed some snuggling time! (he is not the friendliest cat in normal circumstances so this was nothing new to our house, i.e. the dog and cat if they get within 3 feet of each other, well, will fight like cats and dogs!)

I don't want to you to get the wrong idea about life in the fold it's not all antagonistic, everyone knows their place and what's expected of them but as any animal owner/lover knows the unexpected can always happen especially when you least expect it!

Anyways after the cat had been lifted from the fray the ferrets still in attack mode and not realsing, or not wanting to realise, then went after the four long legs that were hovering aruond protectively, of course the dogs! So now it was the dog doing a dance like it was standing on hot coals. I having disposed of the cat to a higher surface where he could now watch the animlas below with distain rather than having to interact with them. Returned to pick up the gyrating little ones who were now following their poor protector around the room. One good thing about ferrets is that they are easily distracted and I managed to get them interested in something else in another room.

Ok it was now relatively quiet, so I went back to the laptop and then put the coffee into the microwave for the third time!

Not long after, mother and daughter found a space between my desk and the wall and went to sleep all rolled up in a cute bundle of legs and fur.

I had earlier put out the animal carrier on the floor so they could get used to it and so putting them in it with a towel for them to burrow into wasn't very difficult, getting my fingers out of the way of their sharp nails whilst I did up the cage front was more so.

So as previously said everything went fine at the vets until the needle appeared.

Now I am just guessing here, but I reckon that the vet who was on the mature side, had been bitten by a ferret sometime in his past. He handled them like they were poisonous, he held Primmy, pinched the skin for entry and then dove in. I then spent the next few moments chasing a ferret around the room whilst it had a needle sticking out the back of its neck! She had gone to bite him as anyone would and he had let go before she had even completed her manouvre so of course she just scarpered!

After I had brought her back trying to soothe her and he had taken the needle out, he then went for little Wendy who knowing something was up wouldnt sit still. I managed to keep her from biting and legging it but not a good time was had by all!

Well here I am four days later and had been told that the jab would start working witihin a couple of a days, well my house still stinks! So I reckon that the job may not have been done properly, so if they still smell this bad in a few days I shall be making a return visit to the vets and hoping that it is someone else this time, or i will have to take him some gloves to wear!

Apart from that everyone at the fold is fine.