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I'm not sure exactly how we ended up with Peanut. I just know that Janet and Amanda were talking about getting a ferret, I was pooh-poohing it, and then one appeared in our house. He started out in our living room, but soon moved to our bathroom. From there he has unfettered access to Janet's closet (but none to mine), which is fine with me.
The Nut, also known as the Wild Weasel, Zelli, and Peanutski, seems to be a pretty typical ferret -- when he's awake, he's going full speed; when he's not (which is a lot of the time), he's hiding some place, dead to the world. Watching him play, he is a boundless source of energy that can find amusement in just about anything. His favorite thing in the whole, wide world is a packet of pantyhose that he "acquired" on one of his raids into a dresser drawer. It's not uncommon to see him dragging it along, moving it from one hiding place to another.
He also enjoys tormenting Belle, nipping at her heals as she tries to avoid him. All in all, she is pretty understanding and puts up with a lot from him. She'll growl at him when she's had enough or try to escape him by getting on the bed, but that doesn't generally work as he climbs right after her.
We're not exactly sure how old Peanut is -- the pet shop Janet got him from said he was a couple of months old, but his vet said he had to be at least a year old. Either way, Janet and Amanda love him and he should be around for many years to come (at least until Amanda heads off to college, if we are to believe the life expectancies we're hearing about ferrets). As long as he stays out of my closet ..................
