
a "foster" is how this allllllll started!
my roommate worked with a guy who had gotten a baby ferret from the petstore and then decided it was just too much effort (and too smelly). he was going to be taken to the pound, where he would have immediately been euthanized (our pound only deals with dogs and cats, anything else is pts). my roommate stepped in and brought him home to me. he was in pretty sad shape. severely underweight, sneezey, with that horrible yellowish coat you find on neglected animals that are suppose to be white.... he was previously being kept in a twenty gallon aquarium on pine.
he was SUPPOSE to be a foster, and i was SUPPOSE to nurse him back to health and find him a new home.......
he's now my big fat teddybear man....
vash's first day (after a goooood bath)

the fatman now
