I no longer use this blog, but I'm leaving it up for archival purposes. Feel free to ask me ferret questions, though, through email instead. (See most recent post.)

 

Yeah so…

Life is still HECTIC AS HECK! so I’m not really back for realsies, just thought I’d catch up on some questions y’all had. Being away from the obligations of tumblr has been pretty liberating, and I realized that mindlessly scrolling through hundreds of posts is pretty mind-numbing, so chances are I won’t come back. 
So. 
If you guys have ferret questions, do not hesitate to email me, because I love ferrets and if you love ferrets then chances are I love you, too. 
So here ya go. 
marandart@gmail.com
Hit me up. Send me pictures. Updates. Whatever. Ferret people: I love you and want to help you. 
Maranda out. 

I’m really ashamed of this disgusting Eldritch horror litter box, but whatever. Here is how I solved the problem of ferrets pooping NEXT to the box instead of in it. I made it easy for them to walk into it by trimming the edges. I used a pair of huge shears, for pruning, and chopped up this little kitten litter box from Petco.  Try it!

I’m really ashamed of this disgusting Eldritch horror litter box, but whatever. Here is how I solved the problem of ferrets pooping NEXT to the box instead of in it. I made it easy for them to walk into it by trimming the edges. I used a pair of huge shears, for pruning, and chopped up this little kitten litter box from Petco. Try it!

thelifeofmyferrets:

ferretorium: Put litter boxes in the corners, then! I cut the edges on a normal, square, Petco kitten litter box. Cut it so that the entrance is low enough and they just walk in. That works for mine.

The litter boxes are in the corners. They keep going next to the litter box. The kitty litter box seems like a good idea.

Yeah. I used a pair of shears (like for pruning bushes, lol) and just chopped the edges off. I’ll take a photo for you. It really works! 

It’s a really horrible cellphone photo, but hey. 
Zaphod (L) and Max (R) cuddle, nestled between blankets and on top of a pile of pillows. They’re just lying under the blanket, this kills me, look at Max’s face, cuties stahp

It’s a really horrible cellphone photo, but hey. 

Zaphod (L) and Max (R) cuddle, nestled between blankets and on top of a pile of pillows. They’re just lying under the blanket, this kills me, look at Max’s face, cuties stahp

Found a tiny tent at thrift store. Bought it for the ferrets.  Wisest decision, or wisest decision?

Found a tiny tent at thrift store. Bought it for the ferrets. Wisest decision, or wisest decision?

Describe how animals make a difference in your life.

I think it’s human nature to want to feel needed. A person needs me, a child needs me, etc. For me, though, it’s animals. This animal needs me, I care for it, and it is a point of pride that I offer it the best care by any standards. It started with my snakes, then my ferrets, and finally my rescue dog. They drain my finances, but I won’t trade them for the world. When other people are out at bars and paying to get into expensive movies, I’m at home giving my dog an $8 bully stick because it makes him happy. I’m spending $80 a month on raw food for my ferrets so they live long healthy lives. Simply: making animals happy makes me happy. When I see my snakes peeking at me from under their favorite hiding spot, content in their homes, I smile. When I stroke the rabbit-soft fur of my ferrets that comes from their superior diet, I smile. When my dog sits and lays down on command from the weekly training classes I enroll him in, I smile. Caring for living things gives me the most beautiful sense of fulfillment. I don’t think I’ll ever be without some type of animal companion in my life. I can’t imagine the lonely, abyssal void their absence would create. Being around animals is therapeutic. Even cleaning fish tanks and scooping litter boxes is fulfilling work, because it’s not for me, it’s for them. And that’s the difference they’ve made in my life: they give me a purpose higher than myself.