My sweet little ferret:
Had a big fat sweet tooth. The first time I discovered this was when I had a big bag of twizzlers. I knew he loved to haul them back and forth from the couch to the loveseat and back again but it wasn't until later that I realized he was chowin' down on them too. He loved raisins, reeses and snickers most and hated anything chicken, meat or peanut butter flavored which most ferrets love. He was a rebel.
Which brings me to the fact that... he was a master escape artist. Shortly after making him a part of my family I had to install a combination lock on the front door of his cage and make sure something heavy was on the top door, otherwise he would escape and raid the house.
He loves to crawl into spaces that made it impossible to retrieve him. Screw baby proof, you want to make sure your house is EXTRA safe? Try to make it ferret proof! Baz was into everything all the time.
He had so much energy and loved to play. He especially loved a little toy we had for him that had a ball and feather type thing at the end of it. He would catch it, squish it, and drag it away to finish the job! He also loved his scratching post and when we had his buddy, Quentin, the two of them would chase each other around for hours. In and out of things, over shoes, in shoes, over and under the couch.
These are all just little things about the one, the only, magnificent Baz! The only thing anyone really needs to know about Baz is that he was a part of my family and he was loved beyond all reason! He still is very loved and he will be greatly missed.
A Time I Had