This is a cautionary tale (tail?) My new baby ferret Megaybyte, now 16 weeks
old, is THE most mischivious critter I have ever heard of.  We have a cat
door installed in our basement door, so the cats can go down to the basement
where the litter box is.  The basement is huge, dusty, and dangerous.  The
cat door has a wonderful design - there is a dial so that you can set the
door to open both ways, close both ways, or open on only one side or the
other.  This is great if the cats go down and you don't want them to come
back up for a while, like when you're washing the floor.  ANYWAY, Megabyte
loves the cats and chases them around -- sure enough he discovered the cat
door and took to plunging through it and roaming in the basement, getting
filthy and risking his life.  Oh ho, I said, and turned the dial so that he
could no longer go down.  But I found him in the basement twice yesterday.
HE FIGURED OUT HOW TO TURN THE DIAL.  What's a mother to do?
 
Kat
Megabyte ( Hey! Maybe I can dial the phone and get a pizza delivered!)
Cody ( I'm starting to like Megabyte.)
Chip ( What's a cat door?)
Dale ( what's a cat?)
[Posted in FML issue 1909]