I took in two little ferret girls several years ago from their mom who couldn't handle the responsibility that comes with Ferrets. She named them after the only ferrets she knew "Koto" ((actually Kodo)) and Poto ((actually Podo)). They were wonderful little shits. Caused so much mischief and got along with my 3 with the usual rocky start of adding more to the business.

Poto became my little Darkness and is still the most mischeavous ferret i have ever known.

Her sister Koto, once bit off a chunk of a foam ball getting it stuck in her bowels. She had to go into surgery twice. Once to remove the obstruction, then had to go back in before she could go home because the obstruction actually killed off part of her intestine and it had to be removed. Cost me over $1000 for the little stinker.

She hated belly rubs. I guess they hurt her scar from the double surgery.

Koto had been losing massive amounts of weight the last few months. She ate just fine, and she drank voraciously. But hair loss massive weight loss, and general apathy. Every ferret owner knows these signs. I had no money for the chip. I made her comfy, i tried to take care of her. Of course in hindsight I see i should have done more, i should of been a better ferret dad.

My little White Angel is no longer with us. She fell from one of the upper layers sometime in the night and did not make it through this morning. I've lost three ferrets in three years... Only Enigma my original boy, who walks crookedly, head quirked, and her sister Poto "Darkness" survive.

I'll be decreasing the size of cage to prevent further falls and don't think i'll be expanding my business past two ever again. I'm very sad and a little shocked at the sudden departure. I'll remain strong though and will be here if anyone needs me for any reason.