A Day in the life of Fyora Macragge's Ferret
Big yawn…Look around, “where’s that woman? Oh, sleeping as usual. Let’s see…did she clean my litter box?“
THUMP
“..I need to remember to watch that first step out of my hammock“
Sniff, sniff SNIIIIIFFFFF . “Yep, smells clean, did she give me my daily serving of Meow Mix? Yep perfect. Now if I can just grab this bowl with my teeth…“
He stands on his hind legs and grabs the bowl with his mouth and lifts it from the hole in the upper ledge.
CRASH
“Oops…spilled the food again… Oh well, she’ll clean it up in the morning and give me more.“
Crunch crunch crunch… “Gotta eat well to be a healthy cat.“
“Now, to play in the litter box!“
scratch, scratch, fling, scratch, dig, scratch, fling
“Dang… hit the plastic again…Why can’t I make a tunnel!!??“
“I wonder if the woman’s sister is ever going to come back with more of that sweet smoke, I do enjoy looking at the pretty colors…“