Ferrets

Date: 1/17/2018

I had two pet Rats/Ferrets, and two other pets (I think one was a white cat, unsure) but the Ferrets were my best friends, both had beige faces and brown and black bodies. I pet them, and talked to them a lot, the way owners babytalk to their pets. They hung out on my shoulders a lot, they liked being carried around while I did things in the house. I vaguely remember the fluffy white cat always sitting, high and mighty, on anything tall that she could find, posing every time she sat down. One day, I forget what happened, but I had to separate the ferrets, so I put the girl away, her name was Margaret, and let the boy sleep in the crack between my bed and the wall, the next day I woke up and started looking for him there, wondering if I'd find a dead ferret. Bracing for that, thinking I was a bad mom to them, I kept saying "Did you die down there? Did you die?", but I woke up before I got the chance to find out if he was dead or not