My heartfelt condolences to all who've had their babies cross the Bridge lately. I started a new job at work and have just been swamped. Bill- my hat is always off to you moderating this post. I hope you keep the Excedrin Migraine medicine handy. For those that find fault with Sandee's posts, and don't like Rev. Sims' posts, well, please, just skip them. Picking them apart time and time again does no good. I realize this list is made of such a diverse group of people that we don't all believe or not believe in the same thing. For the anonymous poster who took great offense at Rev. Sims-when you see his name, just skip over the post. We're all on this list to help the ferrets, not to harp about religious issues, how offended a person is over one persons belief or non-belief. I work at a university and know many diverse people at work and in my private life. I'm a practicing Roman Catholic yet I know pagans, Wiccans, Muslims, atheists, whoever. Yet I try not to get upset listening to them and unload on them. I had a student, a Muslim, spend two hours talking to me of his religion. To him I was a non-believer, but neither of us minded. And when he was done he told me I was closer to being saved for having listened to him! Let's all get over the issues of whether or not you like Sandee and who offends who with their beliefs. Let's get onto the correct track of what we can do for the ferrets who run our lives. I forget who posed the question-I believe it was Lisette-what happens to the unwanted and forsaken babies. If we all sat and thought about that we'd be totally unhinged. All we can all do is try to love ours and save those that come in our paths. I stop and think of the ferrets, puppies, kittens, you name it. One day my daughter and I were walking by the pond near us and we saw something black and white moving. All I could think of was "a ferret" and it came near us. It was a domesticated rat someone had dumped. Sara screeched and backed away and it knew a place to hide. I called the humane society and hopefully the animal warden came out to get it. A rat-and I don't like rodents, but it bothered me terribly to think of that poor creature tossed onto a pond and walking on the reeds, water, whatever, and hiding in a hole after having been warm and someone's pet. And now for something 'not heavy'. Yesterday was my birthday, and my husband gave me what I asked for - a new 4 level cage for part of the Crew! Actually I got it two weeks ago. The three of us spent an evening putting it together, and then we put the 8 into it. If looks could have killed we'd all been dead. The glares, the snarls, the refusal to climb up and down. Day 2 was sooo much better, and now they love it. The other 6 of the Crew are now in the other 4 story cage that's built differently than the new one. Oh, yeah, I did mention 14 fuzzies, didn't I? See, not only did I get the cage, but there was a little guy in the pet store that had been there close to 3 1/2 months. Groups of fuzzies had come and gone yet this one stayed. He was almost a black sable. I talked to the girl there and she loved him, tried to get her to take him but her ferret was ill. While talking to her we had adults and teens gather around, ask questions, pet him. In the meantime he's giving kisses, climbing over my shoulders, hair, arms. So he also came home with me. We've named him "Muggles" and he's grown so much! His tail just wags as he goes through the tubes, and Jill and Joy are enamored of him. He's so full of it he's tackled poor Socks. And that's fun to watch. Socks lets him bounce all over him till he's fed up with it, he flips Muggles and pins him, looks at him, walks away. Of course Muggles thinks this is a new game, too. Socks is holding his own-he had his first Lupron shot on the 8th, 2nd one will be on 12/8, then another ultrasound. Keep the 'grand old man' in your good thoughts and prayers, please. Rebecca & the Crew of Merry Mayhem "Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy, and taste good with ketchup" [Posted in FML issue 3240]