Yes my fellow Fml'ers sit back and fasten your depends as I tell you about just another wolfy day. Put your drinks down as I do not want any soda out of the noses and onto your keyboards. It would be an understatement to say I have done some outlandish things... but that is typical me. Hubby and I went to pet store and ooops look at this neat new thing from Marshalls called "Time Out" . We have been suffering through digging ferrets in couches long enough (bitter apple only seems to help on wires, and such) we thought anything was worth a try. In the car we go, and I stare at this thing with great skepticism. "I don't understand how can this be any diff than bitter apple really," I say. I look at it. Hmm .. it's clear..looks like water. I smell it..hmmm can't smell it. I think sheesh I don't get it. I read the directions... partly. Ok well select words. correct chewing behaviors safe spray OH I say, I get it. I open up wide stick out my tongue and "SQUIRT". Hmmmm.. bitter. Hmmm, its... IT'S... OH MY WORD! I find my self salivating uncontrollably, spitting on every tissue in the car I could find til they were gone. I then am out of spitting napkins and while my sensitive hubby drives up on the interstate laughing himself silly, I hang my entire head out of the car spitting! The spit is then all down the side of the car windows foamy and all. My son hands me a plastic bag he finds...and I continue spitting. Hubby whoops it up more, and other child begs him to pull over. Now I have an iron clad stomack... rarely have ever vomited.... unfortunately for ME! The taste is growing worse and worse til I am nauseus. Then it started...... ::cough::.....::cough::. Hubby then laughs harder the sensitive creature that he is, and states, "if you throw up from this I'll have you know I'll loose it laughing my ___ off". I begin to laugh at him, as I am dry heaving, and tears are comming down my face. So I'm like ::cry...gag...giggle...cry...gag....giggle:: All four of us are dying laughing when.... "GAAAAG"! Hubbys eyes get like huge saucers and in his very supportive way, bellows, "#*@^)#$*# ^#*&!!!!! DON'T YOU DO IT>> OH NO YOU DON'T!! DON'T YOU THROW UP IN THIS CAR!!" This makes me laugh harder inbetween the heaving and does not help. Finally he goes down the ramp to a grocery store, and he goes in for something to help me. I'm thinking at this point a good soda will wash it all out or bread. My hubby is sooo thoughtful guys. He comes out with two bags of his favorite candy bars. He takes his time unwrapping one for me and I grab it out of his hands, tear the wrapper off and shove half of it in my mouth. It then hit me folks..I can't swallow this. Nope can't do it it wouldn't be prudent.... too big,,,,, and it may very well trigger real vomitting. So I bend over my baggies and "blaaaaah" right into it. Of course hubby had the sweetest words, "@&@#*^!!! What are ya dooooing now?! OMG! That looks like ___ comming out of y0ur mouth. He is now swirving. I do this bite, chew, spit thing threw two more bars. What it came down to was as soon as I tried to stop, the flavor came back. I was ill half the day. I begged hubby please don't spray this into the ferrets mouths. He says, "WHAT?! Why would you think I would do that?!" I told him it said on the bottle to which i read a few more choice words this time.... key word: OBJECT (not mouth).... spray onto object you want protected. Well I guess no unwanted ferrets shall invade this mouth tonight. Wolfy Please visit: http://www.geocities.com/wolfysluv/ for information on deafness and ferrets: http://www.geocities.com/wolfysluv/deaf.html take a peek at upcomming "so you have allergies": http://www.geocities.com/wolfysluv/allergies.html [Posted in FML issue 3132]