A Home For Bandit: Chapter One

I wrote A Home for Bandit for my mother's birthday. This is ironic considering what the story is about, but Mom loved it! So here is the first chapter of the story:

                            Chapter 1: The Pet Store

Bandit at the Pet Store

   Bandit’s story begins in a cage with five other kits at the Top Dog Pet Supply. From his favorite hammock the small ferret surveyed his surroundings. He saw a cage full of canaries. He saw a hamster running in a wheel. Suddenly, Bandit was hungry.
  The ferret crawled out of the hammock and walked over to the food dish that all the ferrets shared. He jumped into the air with joy as he saw that one of the workers had added a treat to his pellets. It was a paste that had vitamins in it. He instantly began to lick it.
  Bandit had almost every thing that a ferret would want. He had food, water, and a hammock. But there was one thing the ferret lacked: a loving home.
  One of the workers came up to the cage. Her name was Susie. She wanted a ferret of her own, but she was only 16 and still lived with her parents, who hated ferrets. She had given Bandit his name. She opened the lid and took Bandit out. Of all the kits Bandit was her favorite. She often would hold him with one hand and use the cash register with her other. The people waiting in line didn’t like this, but Bandit enjoyed it immensely.
  “I wish that you were mine!” Susie would say, “Wouldn’t that be great if you could live with me, Bandit?”
This was the only time that Bandit got any human affection. Sure, humans fed and watered him, and clipped his nails (Bandit hated having his nails clipped), but there was no playing out side of his cage, unless Susie took him out.
 He was sad when he had to be returned to the ferret cage. Susie had to clean out the budgie cage, and for obvious reasons, this was no place for a ferret.
  Bandit ran through the tunnels. He drank some water. Then he lay down on top of another ferret and took a nap.
  That afternoon a boy walked in with his mother. “See, Mom!” said the child; “These are ferrets!” “They sure are cute!” The mother replied. When a worker walked by, she asked him if they could hold one of the ferrets. He lifted Bandit out.
  “Can I get him, Mom?” pleaded the boy. Then the mother did something no one should ever do. Not knowing anything about ferrets, she bought Bandit, right then and there.

Keep reading my blog to read more of Bandit's story.