Ferrets can’t wait to get up in the morning and see what’s new. It’s so adorable, all that optimism right away. You can see it in the way they scamper out of bed, hit the litter box, and run out of the bedroom all perky and excited. Pig does her daily perimeter run, sniffing all around the edges of the apartment, even before she hits the litter box. That’s how excited she is to see what’s new. Hippie rushes for the “magic spot”, which is a spot on the kitchen floor where I put treats for ferrets. Bun runs right up to me for some love and perhaps a treat why yes I’ll take one.
The real joy is when there’s a new box on the floor near the door, waiting to go out to the recycling bin. If a ferret can get himself inside a new box, then it’s going to be a great day, in his mind. All the better if the other two wake up at the same time and discover the box but he’s already claimed it! Pure ecstasy!
Well maybe that explains why Hippie’s new favorite bedding is a Cheerios box. He fought hard, defended it and won. And let me tell you, Bun really wants those boxes too so it’s a pretty vicious scene when it comes to certain boxes. The Cheerio box also the perfect size for sleeping. We cut little doors in two sides just large enough for Hippie to slip through and get inside for some serious napping. We put an old T-shirt inside and now have the perfect ferret bed, at no cost whatsoever. Hippie loves to sleep with his head sticking out the front door. He also does this when sleeping under the couch. His head pokes out in front.
Readers may or may not know that Hippie is extremely fat. He doesn’t even have a ferret shape, really. His lower abdomen juts out on both sides evenly, like he’s got a huge apple in there. And it’s not for lack of exercise. He, Bun and Pig are cageless ferrets, which means they run around free in our home. He has to cross large areas of the apartment to get to the important parts like his Cheerios box ferret bed, his water bowl, his magic spot in the kitchen, etc. He’s just a large ferret, in spite of all the running around he does.
The funny thing is that because Hippie lacks a slim, ferret shape, he gets stuck in the Cheerios box door we cut for him. He gets in as far as the abdomen and then has to push and push and push to get beyond that. But he eventually makes it and then he’s inside his own personal Cheerios heaven.