Koko the Ferret

I had a ferret named Koko Iggie (he´s still alive but now lives with my Dad, brother ans sister), he was a little crazier than I thought, very easy to live with, but with very strong personalities, totally addicted to cookies and the noise that comes from plastic bags (for some reason I never understood). When he was living with me, he used to steal anything from me: furry things, my brush, plastic bags, clothes and even remote controls! things would often dissapear for no reason at my house but I wasn´t sure of the right place to look for them, the madness started one day that I was desperate to find the remote control for my TV. I thought I was loosing my mind and maybe I had put the stuff somewhere else and I didn´t remember.

And then I heard some noise coming from under my bed, he had made a big hole at the bottom part of my bed, big enough to fit all the stuff he had stolen from me, everything was there in a sort of "apartment" he created, I even found a barbie doll from who knows where. I found it sooo funny to think he not only kept my stuff (the remote control from my tv and dvd), but also that he had built his own apartment.

I didn´t have the heart to take all my stuff from "his condo", so I just took what was absolutely neccesary. It was so funny and cute to see how he decorated his place, all the things creating a circle with him in the middle, ready to play with one thing and then grab another one.

He´s now living with my dad and sibiling because they have more time for him. A few months after he stayed at his new home, my brother called me to say: Koko has created a type of "shelter" in my drawer and stole a lot of things from Monica(my sister) and Dad.

But again, nobody had the heart to take out the things, so he´s still living with them, very spoiled and of course, with a new self-decorated "apartment"  :)