Anyway I got him home and needed to quickly get him in a cage, myself cleaned up and back on the road to the doctor. Jo found the cat basket and we wrestled the ferret into it. He was soaking wet from the rain but obviously well fed and looked fit and healthy. Someone was going to be missing this little chap. At this point I remembered I had been on my way to the docs, so left Jo ferret wrangling and headed off to try and keep my appointment.
I just got to the docs in time.at this point I noticed an odd smell. Ah it was me, the great smell of ferret. One of my fellow patients in the waiting room also noticed it, remarking to her friend "oh what's that smell?". I resisted the urge to put on my best Joe Grundy voice and say "That's me ferret Mrs. Yer wanna take a look?".
After I got back from the docs, I went for a wander around the area I found the ferret in the hope of finding a "Lost Ferret" poster on a lamppost. No such luck. I also trawled a few lost pet Websites, and popped into the local vets to check their lost and found book. Again no dice. But as he was so healthy and well looked after I figured he hadn't been on the run for more than a day or two and it could be a little early for a "Where's my ferret?" poster.
In the mean time Jo asked Jem if he knew anyone in the area who kept ferrets. Jem posted a heads up on facebook, a long-shot but I figured Jem knows enough people in the area that the rule of seven degrees of separation may work to Mr Ferret's advantage. In the end it wasn't seven degrees of separation, it was one. The owner saw his post (yes it was friend of Jem's who and lost the ferret) so we were able to returned Freddy (for that's his name) to his home. Really made my day to be able to return him to very happy and relieved owners. I was pretty relieved too. I know what it's like to have an animal go missing.