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topkomS

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9/15/2005 at 00:17

I came home last night to some of the most exciting news in a while; there was a possibility that my long lost ferret has been found!!

You see Bandit is the worlds greatest escape artist and is very adept at escaping from just about anywhere. One day in the late fall/early winter a friend of mine was leaving my apt and the door was propped open for a minute or so. Somewhere in that time Bandit slinked out the door and disappeared. My friend and I searched the immediate hallway and the upstairs hallway. Then I saw a small gap on the bottom of the cellar door in the main hallway, my first thought was that maybe he crawled under the door and was just on the other side just sitting there, opened the door…nothing. So down the cellar stairs I went, hoping to find him digging in a dirt pile or something, nope.
The landlord was having work done on the foundation so the entire cellar was exposed to the outside and there were planks going from the floor up to ground level, a perfect place for him to escape. After searching the entire cellar and moving things around down there that hadn’t been moved in what seemed eons, there was no sign of him, I went to street level and started searching around the outside of the house thinking that he couldn’t have gotten too far with those tiny legs. After hours of searching well into the night we came up with nothing. I began searching the next morning to no avail, I asked a few of the tenants in the building if they had seen a ferret running around, and no one had seen him.
That night it dropped below freezing and had started to snow. Now being somewhat of a realist, I figured that Bandit not being accustomed to the outside wouldn’t fare very well and after days of searching the neighborhood I come to the conclusion he has either succumbed to the cold or found a place to hole up and wait it out (I hoped for the latter).

So here we are 8 months later and the upstairs neighbor just last night put up a sign on the front door saying, that a ferret was found in the building. I stood there looking at the sign like it was written in Klingon, thinking there’s no way Bandit could of survived a Maine winter especially the one that we just went through. I called the # on the sign and by that time they had gone to bed and didn’t answer their phone (who in the hell is in bed at 8:45 in the evening?).
I got a hold of her this morning and they came downstairs ferret in tow and I knew it was Bandit the second his face peaked out over this woman’s arm and I saw the freckle on his right ear. I thanked the lady and she goes on to tell me that she had been feeding one of the cats that come around and one day last week she had seen the ferret at the cat food she was leaving out. She walked over to him and Bandit let her pick him up.
Upon further inspection of my wayward companion it almost looked like someone had sprinkled a peppershaker all over him, he was covered in fleas, and was smelling a bit ripe. I bring him inside set him down on the floor, Mary Jane (my cat) comes over and sniffs him, Bandit sniffs back and then licks Mary’s nose, they quickly realize that they knew each other and Bandit proceeded to follow Mary around like he had never left, weaving in and out around her feet. I run off to Petco to look for a suitable remedy for his pest problem and end up grabbing some deodorizing shampoo and specially designed flea meds for ferrets. Bandit is now flea free and a lot less smelly.

I would have never thought that a ferret could have survived a harsh Maine winter, but he beat the odds and now Bandit is back home.

So, got any Prodigal pet stories? Let's hear 'em.

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HellKat

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9/15/2005 at 00:25

My Saint Bernard, Barney vanished one night from his teather outside. The very next night, our home was broken into. Coincidence? Me thinks not. We called the local animal shelters, ran an add in the paper, etc. We never saw Barney again. Where does a 200-lb dog hide on suburban long island? I miss Barney.

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