The time has come where we have splurged and brought a new addition into our home. We decided it was time to bring another ferret into our home for little Lucy. With Danielle and me not being home as much as usual we figured it was time for Lucy to have a new friend to prevent her from being lonely while we are gone. (His first pose is in front of the Dreamcast. He must know it’s Dreamcast week.)

I don’t know how many of you are or have been ferret owners, but the introduction of a new ferret to an established one is SUCH a process. I prefer to relate this to the equivalent of already having a child and bringing home a new born into the family.

Our first mistake was getting the LARGEST ferret at the pet shop. When it comes to ferrets, Danielle and I love the big guys. We didn’t take into account just how intimidating he would look to Lucy. We assumed his size would be perfect so she could romp with him and we wouldn’t have to be as worried if he had been a baby.

This morning, Lucy was getting more curious about him and venturing closer and closer to his cage. I decided to take Murphy out and hold the two together to make a short acquaintance. They seemed to be coming at each other very playfully so I thought I’d try out letting them romp.

Sorting out the pecking order is what Lucy had in mind. There was old Murphy, squeaking and hopping just as vocal as old Lucy, but Lucy was out to show her dominance. And she did. And now they are separated again. Well, perhaps children don’t really do this.

Oh, the woes of motherhood.