Summertime and my weasel is crazy......

I don't know what happens to animals with the turn of seasons. There often seems to be some instinctual and involuntary changes that take place at these times. Birds fly south, rabbits turn white, cows get pregnant.... and Wesley our pet ferret, turns into a scathing little deviant, bless him. He gets 'the wind under his tail' as my Granny says, and starts feeling 'stroppy.' Although he is comic relief and entertaining at most times I can't help but wonder what the condition of my house and flower beds would be in his absense.



Digging in the flowers


















Lost in my Granny's couch



















Who knows....