We had a chimney sweep in today. Very British, I know. Well, he was asking if we had any sort of booklets for the fire because he was having trouble
replacing a panel on it, and my dad pulled up outside in his van and I thought, oh well, I can wait here and ask him.
So he opens his van door and comes up to me with a crate.
"It's an emergency!"
I was a bit confused, thinking, well yeah, I'm going into his field but he's been driving for how long now and I'm not qualified, so how can I
So I ask, "What's wrong?" And he hands me this crate saying "There's a ferret in here."
Naturally I was confused at this point, so I take the crate off him and he goes to open the gate for me, and I open it up to have a look inside. A
little soaking wet face poked back out with me, so I send my dad to get a towel to wrap him in to dry him off a bit. After he rolled around in it for
a while, and shook pee (the people who found him hadn't thought to put some bedding in for him), mud and rainwater all over me.
Anyway, we got him into the cleaning-out cage and then gave him some pork (which he wolfed down), some water and some ferret nuggets (they hadn't
thought to provide that either). He has some partly healed wounds round the back of his neck and down his side (we think he might've been gotten by
one of the terriers while hunting or got caught in barbed wire or something) and since I couldn't get a vets appointment (what kind of vets doesn't
have an emergency slot at the end of the day??) I went down to Pets at Home and got some anti-bacterial wipes to see to that.
By the time I'd gotten home I had to explain to my mam how we'd gotten him (it's usually me and her who come home with the animals - never my dad),
and check he was okay. He seemed a little bit dodgy (staggery), and cold, but me and my dad cleaned up his wounds with some spray and wipes. Me and my
mam then decided we were going to buy him a proper house so he was covered and could stretch his legs a bit more (by proper house we mean 2 story
rabbit hutch). Brought that home, built it and moved him into it.
He's now asleep with 2 t-shirts and a fleece as bedding until we can bring him some straw, food and water, and a windproof/waterproof place to lie.
It's a mild night. He's just curled up to sleep, hopefully that'll help him on his way to recovery.
He's remarkably thin and weighs less than my female ferret (Benji) who by all rights should be smaller than him. He's slightly dehydrated, but seems
to be solving that issue, and hopefully he'll put some weight on and start to get a shinier coat soon (natural sign of him being on the mend). Also,
with a better place to sleep, his immune system should kick in and start to heal himself up a bit quicker. They're pretty robust little animals.
On another note, though, people need to know you can't leave an animal you find out in the cold without food or drink never mind bedding overnight,
and that doing so isn't doing the creature a favour. Especially if you're so scared of it that you don't want to open the box to make sure it's still
alive in the morning. You need to get it help straight away. I worry that people have no common sense these days. If it was a dog, I bet he wouldn't
have been treat differently. Ferrets are pets too.
On the same sort of note, the RSPCA need to be ashamed of themselves. Any animal in need is YOUR responsibility and I'm sorry if for some reason your
charity sees a ferret as any less of a pet than a dog or cat but there could still be someone out there to love it and it still has a right to life. I
hope someone from the area up here, never mind the person who decided to ignore the call, sees a picture of him so they can see what they ignored.
There are plenty of rescue centres out there if you don't feel capable of feeding/handling/seeing to the needs of them who can and will. All you have
to do is ask.
The titles slightly off because he does have a name now, but didn't at the time of writing this. My dad wanted to call him Lucky, so Lucky he is. He
found him, he has naming rights.
My two don't know how lucky
I'll keep you updated, hopefully with good news, I just needed to get this down somewhere, really. I'm praying he gets better soon and pulls through
for me. He's a lovely little thing.
edit on 12/8/2011 by Ayana because: (no reason given)