Another · Day · In · My · Life

Last night there was a big war over a plastic bag between one skunk and two little kittens.

( Nevermind, I will let the photos do the talking. )

Ahh, yes. I do have five now. It wasn't planned. Only one was suppose to be coming but his brother also came to move in with a friend and no one had the heart to split them up since they were so bonded.
They are named like the other cats, with bike type names. So I now have a Yamaha and a Beezer to go along with Triton, Harley and Vincent Black Shadow. Of course, none go by their real names. They are Yammy, Beez, Bicky, Pudz and Mew.
So without further ado meet the two new additions,
Yammy and Beez

( More behind the cut! Come see!!! )

Rescuing can be so rewarding but damn if it isn't trying sometimes. Due to recent events the rescue account is in the negative. *sigh* People who just can't see their ferret is sick and we end up with it and have to foot the bill. Or the rescue that was sick that someone let go and we get a call from a neighbor and collect it and it needs life saving surgery because it has pyometra http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pyometra (along with various other problems). Which was the case yesterday. Our account is -7. I know it isn't deep in the red but I hate seeing a negative. Then tonight I get 12 kits and two adults dumped on me. I don't have room for them but was too damn soft to say no. They said the kits were 9 weeks. WTF????? Some of them don't have both eyes open yet. I told them they weren't 9 weeks but more like 4 1/2 to 6 weeks. Not just one litter, but a few. I can't be sure it is 12 but it is a very close guess. By the time they were gone and some people who were here to adopt an adult had left, it was too dark to have a check over them. I will do it first thing in the morning. Thing is, I pay for their food out of my pocket. I pay £2 a rabbit when dressed. Sometimes I hit lucky and have them dumped on my door undressed for £1 each. Now this many kits that I have in will cost me about £4 to £5 a day in raw meats. And remember, this is from my own pocket. We aren't rich folks by any means. My husband has a awesome job and works full time but the pay is shit shit shit. Really shit because the company is new and they can't really afford to pay him properly. But when he likes his job, money really doesn't come into play.
I am ranting. I know. I am just so fed up. Times like this you just feel like packing it in because the rewards don't seem so great then.

Just to clarify, in rewards I mean the people I make happy by fitting the right ferret(s) into their lives. I don't mean money as I am always personally out of pocket money wise. I buy bedding, litter, toys, hammocks/beds, food, ect. Heck, I have even had to pay vet bills before.

I have been meaning to post this but have only gotten around to it.
The other day I went swimming at the leisure center. It was a ladies only morning and we were all swimming back and forth. At the end we were coming out to shower off and what have you. Well, there was this biggish butch lady and she had her bojangly bits hanging out from either side of the crotch of her swimsuit. It was like her cooch was trying to eat the swimsuit. And she hadn't shaved. *cringe* Also, because the suit came up high on the sides, her stomach taco was hanging out of that on either side. It wasn't a pretty sight. I almost, almost, almost said something to her. If it was me, I would want to know! But I couldn't bring up the courage to point it out. :(

Cooper is growing like a weed. Has become very cheeky and finally coming out of his shell.

His Mr. Magoo look he gives you when he is tired.

As promised. Sorry it took so long.

So here I am, sneaking up on him trying to get a photo. He hears me, shoots awake and starts huffing. He isn't pleased I woke him from his nest. Brat.

Things have been busy around here. Just a tad. Ferret front I have had 25 kits turned in the past 4 days. Today I rehomed 9. This evening my old boy was put to sleep. He had been fighting cancer for a year with meds and today I decided his fight must end. RIP Reginald T Ferret. He was 8 to 9 years old. We had him 5 years.
Tonight was an awesome night. Most awesome in a few years since the bubble wrap incidence. We had two friends over that we see about 4 or 5 times a year for an expensive meal out. I decided after last meal (£80) that I would do a meal at the house for them. Things went so smoothly and I was so pleased. Teejay played his banjo which was so nice to listen to during food prep and chat. Was kind of the sound back home. Drinks flowed smoothly. Bad point... Coop da Poop (skunk) decided tonight would be the first night to decide to beg. So friends in the house, first time in, and here comes a skunk doing a meerkat impression for their food. We thought it was adorable since it was the first time he has really tried to make contact, but I wonder what our guests thought. They claim adorable, but you never know.
So too much drink. Lovely food. Although I have ate too much.
Listening to Cranberries while I check my daily internet junk since I haven't had a chance yet.
Am sure there is more.
Oh, RACH!!!! Coop has stolen one of your beds. It is his sleeping quarters now. So now you can add that your donut beds are loved by skunks too.

Just came back from a screening of Bruno. I have been to quite a few screenings before and have never seen one with security like this. They even had a guy that kept watch with night vision camera to see if anyone was sneakily trying to record.
Rory has lymphoma. I now have 3, yes THREE, freaking cancer kids. And a fourth ill kiddo. *sigh*
Cooper Cabana, the skunk, is coming along slowly. I will get there with him eventually.
I have been so busy for the past week. I barely even have time to shit.
I lost my lj paid account. Must sort that soon.

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