Rodolfo Parra

"Mierda!" was the first thing Rudy muttered when he entered his room and saw his clothes scattered across the floor; pillows thrown in random corners. SpencerM, his ferret hybrid, was moving under the piles of clothes while taking some more items, like shoes or parts of Rudy's gear, to hide under the bed and probably their new cave. "SpencerM, you can't do that, cariño!" The man sighed, but still had his soft spot for the hybrid. It was impossible to be mad at such a cute ferret.