Bandit's Mischievous Heart

Bandit was a furry paragraph of chaos and affection. A sable ferret with a mischievous mask, he lived life at a breakneck pace. His waking hours were a cycle of frantic exploration, intense naps (often in absurdly contorted positions), and the joyful 'weasel war dance'—a series of sideways hops and frenzied scoots that meant he was deliriously happy. He had a passion for hoarding, and we'd find his 'stashes' under the couch: TV remotes, keys, wallet, and always, always socks. He was a master thief and an escape artist, but also a cuddler who would fall asleep draped around a neck. The house feels too orderly, too quiet now, missing the scrabble of claws on hardwood and the pitter-patter of rampant mischief.