Ferret escape

Difficult day that started at 4am when T alerted me to a break out. The plastic tube linking the two levels of the hutch had been compromised (probably by Stratford's huge self). Petra was still in bed and Billy was trying to break back in. So two ferrets were immediately accounted for. I found Stratford an hour and a half of frantic searching later in a bush nearby and, after he briefly savaged me, I secured him. T found Dotty, the forth and final returnee, a couple of hours later back in the hutch looking sad. All four secured but not an easy night.