Thought I'd share a silly weasel story. Yesterday the boys were driving me crazy. I was trying to pack boxes (we're moving) and they were staying underfoot and being "helpful". Mainly they were begging for treats. Little moochers. After an good half hour of kamikaze ankle biting, I grabbed the closest weasel proof thing and tossed it to the floor to distract them. It just happened to be an empty cake ice cream cone. Hmmm, they said. We of the short attention spans were distracted for about 15 seconds. So I dropped a couple of treats in the cone and put it back on the floor. What a hit! The treats we use wedge themselves nicely into the grid at the bottom of a cone. Bear spent the next 30min shoving his face in and walking around the kitchen with an ice cream cone on his head. That's 143 years translated from ferret time. While he ate the one treat he managed to shake free, Joe took a more direct approach. He wedged it into a corner and started digging. It took a while, but he managed to shred about half of the cone. What a great toy that turned out to be! Biodegradable and cheap! Wish ya'll could have seen the weasel with the cone on his head. Sounds like a Saturday Night Live skit, doesn't it?! The Wonder Weasels [Posted in FML issue 3051]