Kevin and I decided to get two ferrets. TWO. One can get lonely, and we figured that we might add a third one in the future to stagger them out so there is always at least two. Good plan, right?
Okay, young and healthy, but how about three? We agreed to spend time in a ferret playpen with a trio, enjoying these very nice ferrets. But they were not “our” ferrets. Didn’t feel that connection. Disappointed but accommodating, the match-maker swapped these out for a pair of ferrets. This matched our original plan for TWO, but it was the same thing: nice, enjoyed them, but no connection.
Into a playpen went the quad of tiny female ferrets called the WOW Girls. I watched as Craig interacted with them, and I decided to go over to check them out before Kevin and I asked for the next pair of ferrets. Meanwhile Kevin was focusing on playing with the current pair of ferrets, having some fun, but still no strong connection.
I invited each one of the small ferrets to me, one at a time. Each time, soon after making eye contact, a little ferret would eagerly come over and want to be picked up. All were affectionate and interactive, each with a unique personality radiating out, and each providing that connection.
But there were four of them. Ferrets bond, and they grieve at loss, so these four have to stay together. Four was not part of the plan of TWO ferrets.
Still, it was fun having time with them, and Craig and I called Kevin over to see if he enjoyed them as well. We swapped; Kevin went over to the WOW Girls, and Craig and I switched over the pair of very nice, but not “our”, ferrets. Watching Kevin, the same thing happened. Each one was connecting with him, showering him with affection, offering play, and at one point Kevin’s face was a combination of joy and “melting” followed by him saying something like, “Uh oh. Oh dear. There are four. Four.”
And they were all wonderful.
That’s when Craig and I let Kevin know that we also fell for the WOW Girls. Kevin reasoned that these ferrets were so tiny that they were the same weight as two ferrets… Laughing, I then reminded him that when he was building the “ferret mansion” the night before, he noted that it was big enough for the ultimate plan of three, and that even four would work, so maybe he just tempted the Universe too much.
“So the plan has changed” Kevin said, more statement than question. “Yes,” I agreed. Craig was smiling and talking with that original ferret that called him over, seemingly unsurprised by this change of plans.