Can't get pictures right now, but we have had...
Gucci and Prada, renamed Kirk and Spock. Older male ferrets, super bonded and didn't want anything to do with other ferrets. Spock was never really healthy, and ended up passing away in my care, but Kirk went on to be adopted. Unfortunately, a few months after his adoption, he mysteriously passed away, despite being healthy in my care.
Wedgey, renamed Widget. Older ferret, needing a home for whatever lame excuse people give. Hated other ferrets, to the point of pouncing on them if they came even close. Ended up being adopted by a family with many kids. She's still kicking today, last I heard. Loves being outside.
Ella, previously Bella. It was a few months after Rascal passed away, I was looking at young female ferrets (the only ones Ren would allow) with no real plans of getting one, it was too soon and the parents made it clear that they didn't want another right then. However, 8 month old Ella was available, and it was either act quick and foster, or she'd be offered to another home looking for similar. So, I said I'd foster. She was a little biting machine, and we quickly decided she wasn't leaving.
Marlee. She came to me from the local humane society, having been found outside covered in ticks. Probably 2-3 years old, but her condition made her look older. We bonded right away, she was the sweetest, but absolutely hated other ferrets, and was stressed living in the same house as mine, so she moved to another forever foster home. She learned to get along with one other ferret (ie not attack it if they were out within eyesight), though was just recently euthanised as she started going downhill and her foster mom didn't want her to suffer anymore.
Nacho, previously Marley. Well, what to say about Nacho. He's the foster that I never should have had, my parents were adamant 3 ferrets were enough. He belonged to my (at the time) boss' granddaughter, and when she took a job leaving her out of town, boss asked my dad if the rescue could take him. The only way was if we fostered, so foster we shall. We had much interest, and one lead that was promising but it all fell through. In the end, Nacho bonded so strongly to my mom, and we all fell in love, that he's here to stay.