I realized that the journal about Cumulus was still up. While I don't mind, I think it's better to update now.

Since then, Cumulus' sister/bond sis, went into a depression that first week. The day after, when she realized he wasn't coming back, she'd hardly eat or drink. She constantly slept in her little gator. We held her in the gator, just letting her know we were there for her. Eventually we started taking her outside and even to the pet store once. I think that helped to bring her out of her funk.

Last Sunday, we took in a rescued ferret who we have named Cocoa Pop (with the help of her foster mom). We were told she was found in a pet store, in a wooden box without a way to look out; she was even covered on top. We were told she had been there for about 3 months.

She is 5 months old, has an amazingly lovely coat (we believe she would be considered a milk chocolate sable), and is very playful. We are working on potty training. She is afraid of loud noises, so we're trying to get her over that, but it's not easy with the 4th coming up and all these storms. But it needs to happen. She and Nimbus are doing wonderfully. Lots of hissing still, but I think that's just the way it's gonna be. lol We have had them in separate parts of the cage (we have a 4 lvl Ferret Nation cage, so two levels per ferret), but when we're out there during the day, we open it up so they can mingle. So far, so good!

We're pleasantly pleased with the way things are progressing. We miss Cumulus like mad, but we know he's in a better place. It's so hard to lose something so vibrant of life and that brings such joy. It's hard to lose anyone you love.