I'm not letting him out of the house anymore.. When he looks over and innocently says "I want to go look at fuzzies," we're NOT going out! :)

So we stop to play with some cuties at one store.. Then off we went to another.. Nope, no fuzzies there. Then off to another.. And what d'yah know, they're ON SALE. Can you see where this is going?

There's a cute, darkish, impish, 3 month old goofball playing with his cagemate. Yup, gotta look at him..

Apparently I have the word SUCKER tattooed to my forehead, but he had the checkbook.

We thought of calling Warp "the grand finale" because we don't NEED any more ferrets! But Warp fit just a little better (seeing as he hasn't stopped moving yet).

He's still a total brat, but at least he's behaving at the apartment. He had this wonderful habit of digging all the litter out of the box at Geoff's place. I think I would've killed him had he decided to start that up again. :)

We've taken to calling him "beefcake" as he's never lost the baby pudge. He also has this neat black triangle on the top of his head. We think he's just trying to be cool & have a reverse blaze, or something.

I managed to get three pictures on the day of his arrival & have grabbed a few more in the months he's been with us. I'll be sure to get some more when I finally get around to taking pics of the new apartment.

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Sigh.. they are never with us long enough. We let our old friend go last year and it's taken me this long to change the site. We fought the good fight against adrenal cancer and prostate problems. Warp's cute little face never lost any fur, but the rest of him sure did. It didn't slow him down any, however. He never was one to *walk* anywhere. Always skittered along sideways when he had somewhere to go. Such a dear, dear little boy. He will be greatly missed.