Is it normal to love a pet ferret so much?
I got my first ferret for my boyfriend and myself in December. Before him I'd just had dogs, a couple cats, and random small pets. (I fancied myself a dog person) At first, I wasn't sure things would work out with Mr. Ferret. I thought it was shaping up to be another bunny debacle. Then something clicked, and I started to love the little guy. And now I really really love him. I am hands down a ferret person now. (which I didn't even think was possible) I feel like he is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love him from his big brown nose, to his grape soda tail. I love to cuddle him and kiss his face. He makes me smile and laugh so much, he really makes life joyous. I sing him lullabies and I let him have nibbles of my dinner. He's so cuddly, loving, and playful. I would lay down my life for the little guy, and destroy anyone who would dare lay harm to him. Sometimes my love for him overwhelms me and makes me tear up. Just thinking about his eventual death makes me feel miserable. He has easily surpassed my dog and cat (who I've had for many years) as favorite pet. I don't know anyone that feels this way. I know I can never live without him...