I FOUND HIM!  Thanks so much to all of you who offered prayers and
advice.
 
The little fur ball was sleeping in a corner.  I had to totally silence
the entire house and call him over and over again.  I could hear him
scratching around but not locate him.  After I crawled under the bed, (no
mean feat btw, for a 180 lb old woman) and got bit on the nose by Brownie
for invading his hidey hole.  I finally put everyone in the cage and just
sat and listened.  He was in the closet, on a towel, just sitting there
looking at me.  He wasn't hurt, or stuck or anything.  (Thank God!).  He
just didn't feel like coming to me I guess.
 
Thanks again for all the prayers and advice.  Sure am glad to know that
room is ferret proof, and that so many people care.
 
Shelley
[Posted in FML issue 4013]