I gave my ferrets away to the rescue society today. It was hard, but I know it was the right thing to do. I can't afford to take care of them and I don't have a stable enough living situation to be a good home.
Even knowing that they're better off, it's hard to think that when I go to sleep tonight, I won't hear them romping around the cage. When I eat my breakfast, Snickers won't be climbing his way up my leg to get onto the table. Hershey won't be sleeping on my foot, trapping me in place.
I know they were hard to deal with sometimes. I know they were inconvenient. But they were mine, and I loved them.
It's gonna be strange looking for my keys and knowing exactly where to find them.
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