Fidget's Restless Invention

Fidget was a sable mitt ferret with white toes and a restless mind. Play wasn't just fun; it was research. A ball wasn't for chasing; it was for testing its roll-ability under furniture. A blanket wasn't for sleeping; it was a tunneling medium to be rearranged. He would spend an hour trying to fit a large toy into a small hole, not out of frustration, but out of determined experimentation. His dooking was constant, a soundtrack to his endless projects. The house feels like a laboratory whose lead scientist has retired, his half-finished experiments (a shoe under the couch, a remote in a box) now just clutter instead of clues.