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Domestic ferrets make fascinating pets. These are just a few of the 60 ferrets Laura Wendling has raised.
MOTHER'S CHILDREN: A young author shares her experiences raising ferrets as family pets.
Raising Ferrets as Pets
MATT AND LAURA WERE JUST TWO months old when Dad brought them from the fur farm.
The two ferrets were soon put to work keeping rats out of our barn, but we liked them so much that they've become pets, as well.
Matt and Laura may seem like strange names for ferrets, but my dad thought the names suited them just right. He named them after my brother and me, because they squabbled all the way home in the car, just like the two of us.
It's been four years since Matt and Laura came to live with us.
Now we also have two of their children.
We've learned a lot about raising ferrets and have grown very fond of the curious little animals.
Domestic ferrets are related to the endangered black-footed ferrets found in Wyoming, but they are not wild animals.
In fact, some people believe that the ancient Egyptians kept tame ferrets to catch mice long before cats were used for the job.
Farmers often kept several pairs in their barns and granaries to catch mice and rats.
And ships' captains used to let as many as two dozen ferrets loose in the holds of their ships to catch rats.
Being small and weasel-shaped, ferrets can go right into rat holes after their prey.
They are ferocious hunters and sometimes kill more than they need to eat.
Rats had tunneled into our own barn to eat the feed our chickens scattered.
Dad didn't want to put poison out because he was afraid owls and snakes might eat poisoned rats and die.
And the intelligent pests were difficult to catch in traps.
So when Matt and Laura arrived, Dad let them run through the barn's rat holes to leave their scent in them.
Then he put them in a cage in the barn.
Just their being in the barn scares rats away—we haven't seen one in years.
Life is not all work and no play for our furry pets.
Whenever we want to have fun with them, they're ready and willing.
We play outdoors when the weather's nice.
The ferrets hop forward, backward and sideways, with their backs humped up in an inverted U shape, all the while chattering at us.
They like to dig in the grass and look for holes to crawl into.
Once Laura crawled up my pants leg and got stuck at my knee.
Her whiskers tickled me so much I could barely keep still to let her back out.
She also likes to crawl into my coat pocket and peek out the top while I take her for a bike ride.
When it's cold outside, we play together in the house.
We make a ferret playground in the basement out of carpet scraps, boxes, bags and large plastic tubes.
Matt crawls through the obstacle course and flops the carpet pieces up with his back.
When I hold him on my lap and stroke his chin, he stretches his head back and yawns to show he likes the attention.
Our ferrets live in pairs in all-wire rabbit cages.
Inside its cage, each pair has a wooden box measuring 10 inches by 12 inches by 12 inches, with a four inch-round entrance hole.
I pack straw bedding in these "giant birdhouses" when the weather is cold.
I give them fresh food (dry cat food with raw hamburger or cooked chicken gizzards for treats) and water twice a day.