Spring cleaning is impossible when you have ferrets. At the first crackle of a trash bag, they’re trying to dig their way in to salvage the things they’d like to hide. Already I’ve had to retrieve a container of CD-RWs and a few books they have managed to swipe. Felix wants to learn how to read, bless him.
Now there’s a big mound of crap on the kitchen floor, and I can hear the little paws digging their way to the middle, looking for shiny things to make their own.