"What type of animals, plants, chemicals, or pharmacutecals are you declaring?"
"Um, this guy is all," I replied holding up the wiggling sack.
"Do you have the proper documentation?"
"Of course. I have his potatos right here."
"Let me direct you to someone who speaks English..."
Crackers and I sat in an office with customes personnel for over an hour. They told me that I did not have a list of the required papers, even though I had all of the papers that were required, and therefore the ferret could not enter the country. Then at the beginning of hour 2 I was told I needed an invoice from the place I bought his. This I did not have because I picked him up in a box from an animal hospital.
With the help of Anna, we were able to get a list of places we had to go and papers we needed signed before finally getting the ferret libreration form to bring to the airport. Of course, these forms will all take time, days even, to be processed.
Poor little fella isn't built for jail. Even if it's an airconditionned, day-long all you can eat buffet with a view of all the other animals being held for the same reasons (we weren't the only one's to say "see ya soon" to our furry friend Sunday).
Stay brave!
