My association with ferrets began by accident. Early one morning on my way to work, I saw a cat hissing at something under a parked car. I first thought it to be a badger, but then realised it was a ferret. I enticed him over and picked him up. Wondering what to do next, I took him home and showed him to mum and dad. Mum was alarmed, but Dad was very interested in my find. Mums stance soon softened, she gave him an old jumper to sleep on and a meal of pilchards.
Shortly after I picked up a second ferret when on a fishing trip and my ferret “business”, took off.
( A business describes group of ferrets, you won’t make any money as a commercial venture.)
Sandy and Skippy wrestle for control of the washing machine.