Blame Geoff. For Gir too!

So I had my typical Friday off. I was going to meet a guy at the house and then take the two fuzz he was giving up over to the shelter. And I was gonna do it too! But then Geoff calls... Not just once either.

He said that because I brought Ivana (foster baby) home that he at least got to see if the two new fuzz passed the "cute test". Now I don't know about you, but I've never met a ferret that hasn't passed that test!

Humph.

Enter Zim (formerly Noah). He's a big fluffy sable boy that gets along with everyone. We watch Invader Zim on occasion - a cartoon where you're the leader of your planet simply because you're the tallest. He's not really the "tallest", but he's close to the fattest. I wonder if that counts?

Since he moved in, he's gotten *huge*. I leave the window open because it tends to get kinda stuffy in the fuzz room, and that encourages them to get even fluffier in the winter. So right now he's a squishball, and I just love him.

Can you tell that I'm not that mad at DH? :)