My son Daniel, then 22, let out a huge yawn as a long, thin, bundle of fluff scampered past my feet.
‘Mum, she’s keeping me awake,’ he said grumpily, as he tried to nap on the sofa.
Glancing down at the dark brown and white fluffball bombing around our living room like a maniac, I laughed.
It was December 2019, and Daniel had bought a tiny ferret named Tiva from Gumtree. But after just two nights, the novelty of looking after her had worn off.
Tiva was such a
