I've always said that my ferrets can't hunt. I still don't think they know how, but today we found a dead gopher. Natasja and Alison just took a close look at it, Carmen didn't find it, but Rustan did. I don't think he could catch one, and I don't think he knew what to do with this one. Apart from not letting go of it, that is. But I managed to convince him it perhaps wasn't a good idea to bring it home.