Or maybe I should say scare! The morning started out like any other school morning. Lauren went outside to wait for her bus while I stayed inside waiting for her bus. About a minute before the bus came Lauren came rushing in the door, slammed it shut and yelled that there was a weasel trying to get her. I was like "what?" Sure enough I open the door a crack and there's an animal sitting on the step staring at me. It totally freaked me out.
"Paul, minor emergency, a weasel looking thing is trying to get your daughter!" It seemed to take forever for him to get downstairs, in the meantime Lauren missed her bus, it came during all the initial confusion. The problem now was that my car was in the garage where this thing was that was chasing Lauren around. Lauren was not interested in seeing it again so she stayed inside. Paul first grabbed a baseball bat from the basement and guess what I grabbed? My camera. :) We (Paul first of course) went out the front door and around to the garage and yep, there it was. Though I'm not that familiar with them it looked to me to be a ferret.

My car was the farthest away from it so as the ferret was checking out the kids toys along the wall I made a mad dash to get in my car. After backing it out of the garage and driving to the end of the driveway I motioned for Lauren to come out of the house. I drove her to school and when I came back Paul still hadn't gotten it out of the garage. He came up with the idea of trying to get it in the cat carrier that I have. The ferret seemed to like one of the soft bats that the kids have so Paul took that (by now he had switched a broom for the baseball bat) and lured the ferret into the carrier with it. With the help of the broom the ferret was caged!
Now what the heck to do with a caged ferret? The local vets were of no help and the SPCA didn't want it. They did give me the number to Ferret Rescue though. Wow, I never would have thought there was such a place. The woman who answered was so helpful and nice. What ended up happening was that I was put in touch with a woman that lives just a few miles from me. She was willing to come pick the ferret up at my house but since I had an errand to do that was taking me right by where she lived I offered to drop it off to her.
So Zach and I dropped off our new little friend. That woman just kept thanking me for bringing it to her. She took the ferret out of my carrier and said that she thought it was probably less than a year old and it had champagne coloring, apparently that's a good color for ferrets. With her holding it it did look cute, didn't look so cute this morning in the garage! If someone in the neighborhood posts that they lost a ferret I'll let them know where it is, the person at Ferret Rescue didn't think that would happen though. She said lots of people will get a ferret and when they realize how much work they are they conveniently "lose" them. So sad. At least it's at a good home right now.
So there you go, our exciting ferret story. Never a dull moment around this house!