Yesterday we lost our beautiful little Fidget. I was too raw to write this then but I hope this shows what a funny little furbaby she was.
Fidget came to us with her sister Tali in 2012 from the Harrietsham rescue, not long after Christian and I got married.
From the start she was a character and would often be found upside down or up to something.
She always had a squint in one eye, giving her a comical look. Never the brightest tool in the shed, but always a lot of fun. Every time you put your hand down to stroke her she would roll over onto her back and do sausage rolls all over the place then have a good lick and nibble or your fingers.
Of course all this was very tiring...
She absolutely loved a good scratch behind the ears when she was sleepy -
She was never a 'walker' on the lead but always enjoyed having a sniff around outside and she could have dug a tunnel to Australia single pawed if she had been allowed.
She had all the other furbabies wrapped round her paws and was always picked first to play:
Fidget was the best PR ferret, so gentle and calm and cuddly. Unforunately she developed insulinoma just a few weeks after her sister passed away from it. Luckily she loved taking her medicine, especially as we disguised it in some ferret oil but in her last day or two she started refusing it and wasn't interested in food, and she was a fuzzy that loved her food. She was telling us enough was enough so we took her for one final trip to the vets and she fell asleep wrapped in her favourite blanket in mine and Christian's arms.
I'll miss you beautiful girl
Dook on in peace xx
