I had just gotten my first Ferret, which was about 11 years ago, and the excitement from getting a new friend and pet had just worn off. For some reason Mocha (that's her name) decided it was a good time to cause some trouble. First, she started running around the house and pooping in almost every corner of the house. As soon as I cleaned up all the messes she made, I sat down on the couch to relax by the TV, when out of no where she jumped from the chair, to the couch, to the TOP OF MY HEAD! Burying her...