So, you've already read Wanizame's story. The other two were brought in by a roommate, who very soon decided they were too much responsibility (as I had warned her when she said she wanted a ferret like mine). As it turned out, she was only supposed to bring one of the two that were available from a friend, but since they were brothers, she didn't want to split them up, and eventually, they fell into my care.

Now when the brothers were introduced to 'Zame, there was a couple minutes of general sniffing and generally checking the newbies out, and then there was a sudden flurry of flying fur as the playtime insanity began! 'Zame had spent a good portion of her young life lost and alone in our neighborhood, and another year with me in my apartment all by herself; the only ferret in the house. Suddenly there were playmates to have fun with, and the madness began very quickly. For two days straight, they would sleep for short periods, get up, have a quick bite to eat, and then go at it again, wrestling all over their new huge 3 level cage!

Let me introduce the fuzzies:

Wanizame Juutan (Literal: Carpet Shark)
'Zame, as we call her, is sneaky, slinky, and all-out playful. She was pretty skinny when I first got her, but she fattened up a bit once she started getting some regular meals. By the time her adult fur came in, she had learned what a leash was for (and now gets very excited just seeing one), as well as how NOT to leave special magic "gifts" in the corners of the room. She's very smart, and recognizes her own name very quickly. I can only estimate her age, since I don't have any sollid official records on her, but she's roughly 2 1/2 years old.

Koneko no Kizu (Literal: Wounded Kitten)
Okay, this one takes a little explaining. One of my roommates calls anything not human "kitty", so that he doesn't have to worry about remembering what a particular species of animal is called. His girfriend and I thought that was particularly funny, and decided to name him Koneko. What we hadn't realized was that in Koneko's case, my roommate was naming him after a name he heard in the movie "Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back": Boo Boo Kitty F*@k. SO, in deference to the laughter and tears that evoked, I added the Kizu to his name, which translates as "wound". I took the liberty to interpret wound as "boo boo" rather than get literal with the Japanese translation. THAT would have been painful to remember, let alone pronounce.
Koneko is easily the fattest of the crew. I haven't had a chance to weigh him officially yet, but rest assured, he's a fatty alright. Despite this, he is the most fearless of the business, and regularly dives to the bottom of their cage from the second level rather than take the ramp down. Lazy? I don't think so. I think I would rather slide down the ramp than attempt to break my neck, myself. He's pretty darned agile despite his weight, as you can see in his photo, he's about to clear the edge of that stair. The others cant get that kind of air, or at least aren't interested in trying.

Itachi no Taku (Literal: House Weasel)
Itachi is the most energetic of the bunch, able to bounce off of solid objects at full speed and still come boinging back for another pass at whatever it is he's playing with, be it my hand or another ferret. Itachi learned to ride my shoulder much more quickly than 'Zame did, but at least she will stay there calmly until I let her know she can come down, where Itachi will just start backing his way down, putting his claws to good use on whatever fabric I happen to be wearing. If I'm not wearing a shirt, then *shudder* that was my fault for putting him on my shoulder in the first place! I don't clip their claws, because ferrets rely on them to be able to get around their big world. Besides, as long as they are trained properly, their claws are as harmless as a puppy's playful pawing; nowhere near as sharp as a cat's.
Also, none of my ferts have ever bitten anyone they have ever met. They are raised with lots of loving and as much attention as I can spare. I believe the key to them not biting though, is that they are given lots of time to play with each other, so anytime they come out of the cage, they are so busy checking things out that they don't get comfortable enough being handled to attempt to play with you like another ferret. (Which incidentally would be a bit painful, since their skin is very tough. They don't pull any punches when playing, and sometimes make play look like a fight to the death.)

"I got me a fast food wrapper. STAY BACK! MINE! It smells like... haaaammmmbuurrrrgggeeeeerrrrr....."
'Zame isn't usually too interested in meat, although ferrets are most definitely carnivorous, but just about in the same sense that dogs are. Ferrets can be pretty picky about what they eat, and the only time I have ever seen her show interest in meat was this moment with a wrapper she found somehwere.