
The
Ferret Chronicles

By Richard Bach
Reviewed by
Kenny Brechner
We all have dreams, fantasies
and aspirations on behalf of the animals in our lives. We envision them acting
out their lives on a dramatic public stage or fulfilling some exalted destiny.
There is a television show
called Supermarket Sweep which features three different people running
frantically around a supermarket grabbing expensive items. Their shopping
activity is narrated as it were a sporting event by a play-by-play announcer.
The exalted destiny which my family imagines for our three goats is that they be
made contestants on Supermarket Sweep, their rampage through the produce and
bakery aisles dramatically narrated by the play-by-play announcer.
Difficult as it may seem to
believe, there are people who imagine a stage even more exalted and deeds even
more dramatic than despoiling supermarket produce and baked goods, which brings
us to the new Ferret Chronicles of Richard Bach.
Bach, the author of Jonathan
Livingston Seagull, has ten ferrets at home, and has divined in their
natures a nobility and determination which not even the most delusional goat
owner could discover in his animals. The fantasy world he has created for them
sets up ferrets as the rescuers and caretakers of animals in distress.
For ferrets the highest ideal
is to preserve the lives of other animals. Unlike other animal adventure books
the Ferret Chronicles focus on achieving a kind of profound spiritual
state through the selfless action of rescuing others. "The devoted and
courageous ferrets who risk their lives to save others at sea" in Rescue
Ferrets at Sea, confront storms and shipwrecks, natural forces, rather than
what readers of The Redwall Chronicles might have expected, say a band of
vicious rat pirates led by a formidable, but demented wolverine captain.
The central idea of the Ferret
Chronicles is that in achieving a sublime mental state ferrets will be able
to see evidence of a higher power which supports their rescuing destiny. Air
Ferrets’s Aloft, the companion of Rescue Ferrets at Sea, features
"angel ferret fairies" who employ tiny helicopters to aid distressed
ferret pilots. For example, had pilot Stormy Ferret "looked out her window
that moment with serene and loving spirit, Stormy would have seen a tiny
helicopter...Not expecting angel ferret fairies beside her window, however; she
did not turn to look."
Bethany and Chloe Ferret,
however, are more attuned to the sublime state than Stormy. As they prepare to
sacrifice their lives to save others at sea, they feel "a strange and
perfect peace." At this point the ferret deity appears, "a small
sable-colored ferret, looking upon them with the most exquisite knowing
love" who tells the pair, after a "forever-second" in which they
"remembered who they were, where they had come from, why they had wanted
these lifetimes on earth," that this was not their "time to cross the
bridge."
Am I simply jealous that my
goats are shallower than Bach’s ferrets, or are Bach’s ferret books simply
weird by any standard. Only time will tell.