That won't work. For the men anyway. The Gerbils keep eating through the plastic bag.
No my dear not Gerbils but Ferrets.
Back in the early 90's everyone had a Ferret or two as a pet. Big Fad at the time so one of the kids brought me one for Mothers day. Just a baby and all so interesting.
Th critter was interesting, I was told it could be litter boxed trained, sort of true it sat in the box and shit up the wall. Fun little guy until it took a liking to Hubby's work boots and would often crawl in there and take a dump-- early morning surprise for him.
I had no idea that the critter was a Nark until one day a girlfriend came to visit and the critter dove into her purse and ran off with baggy of pot. I had no idea she smoked the stuff. This son of a gun became our home cop, people that visited had bags lifted from shirt pockets, back pockets, and one unfortunate friend [Victim] had the ball of fur dive into her cleavage to grab the bag she had in her bra.
After a while we found few friends came around any more.
I do not know if it was just my luck to get a druggie Ferret or if all Ferrets are like this, we ended up giving the critter away as it was disheartening to find out that the people we thought so much of were dopers.---
Drunks we could handle but I became paranoid that that if I had company that were into drugs, the cops would show up.
Anyone else here ever have a Ferret???