So the first week Ella was here, I gave her this little stuffed dog, in hopes she'd stop annoying the other two to play. My dad started referring to it as her baby, as in "where's your baby, Ella? Ella playing with her baby?", and it stuck.
She ADORES this thing. She'll lay on her back, throwing it up in the air and catching it, all while shrieking of joy. She carries it around with her, and makes it do whatever she's doing. She's eating? You can bet the baby is right beside her, head in the food dish. Then she takes it to the litter box with her, leaves it for a few minutes, then gets it and cuddles to fall asleep.
It's freaking ADORABLE. If you try and grab the toy to move it somewhere, she attacks you, too.
I love this ferret
She ADORES this thing. She'll lay on her back, throwing it up in the air and catching it, all while shrieking of joy. She carries it around with her, and makes it do whatever she's doing. She's eating? You can bet the baby is right beside her, head in the food dish. Then she takes it to the litter box with her, leaves it for a few minutes, then gets it and cuddles to fall asleep.
It's freaking ADORABLE. If you try and grab the toy to move it somewhere, she attacks you, too.
I love this ferret
