Jumpa Jumpa

by Patrick Faas
(Amsterdam)

Please don’t forget mentioning balconies. I had a ferret called Jumpa Jumpa, because she would race onto the dining room table, grab hold of a roast chicken, drag the whole thing to the edge of table, push it off, and then throw herself down after the chicken, despite the height, in an effort not to waste any time getting down. No way was she going to allow us to pick up the chicken from the floor, before she got to it.

Unfortunately she showed the same kind of bravery on the balcony. Other ferrets had demonstrated a healthy fear of heights, but not brave little Jumpa Jumpa. Hence my word of warning.