Here is a picture of the next to the youngest, Frankie.  I bought him because he looked so much like Tony.  Now he and Tony do not look alike at all.  Here is a picture I took of him today eating.  Frankie is so stupid.  My daughter gave him the nickname Dong for Ding Dong.  We call him Dong so much I sometimes forget his name is Frankie.

 

 

I told myself I would not get any more ferrets.  In fact, I really didn't want any more.  Somehow I ended up taking this guy in about three weeks ago.  I stopped by the vets to pick up some Pred and the guy in charge of the kennels asked me if I had seen the ferret they were trying to find a home for.  Apparently, one of their clients found this little guy running around the neighborhood.  The vet waited for a call from whoever might have lost him and saw nothing in the paper so he was up for adoption.  The girl who helps the groomer has two ferrets and took him home.  Her ferrets weren't crazy about the new one so she brought him back.  At that point I took him in.  Within three days I was ready to bring him back because he was crapping and peeing on the cage floor instead of going in the cage litter pan.  He bunks with Frankie and Stella and gets out of the cage when they do because Marco doesn't like any of them.  Shane and Gomez sometimes pick on him but he is capable of giving it back to them too.  If I didn't take him, the new receptionist was going to take him.  She also has a couple ferrets.  The groomer's assistant named him Walter but I changed it to Wally.  He kind of reminds me of Wally Cleaver.  The clinic paid for his first distemper and rabies shots.  He and Frankie went in this week and last for their shots.  He's got quite a fat belly and he has Bonnie's face.  Think that's the main reason I took him in.  I think I was the only person who liked that little biter Bonnie.  The vet thinks he's seven or eight months old.

 

Here is Wally