Hi all, if you don't need to read a downer skip this :\ What a Christmas... My husband and I were nearly done all of our shopping when 3 days before Christmas the car breaks down. We get it into a shop and a fortune later we have a car again. No cash left for any more presents, but we figure we'll work something out. The next morning I find Mojo throwing up clear liquid, foaming and pawing at his mouth. He was pretty sick and I was shocked how fast it came on; he seemed great the day before. He was having black tarry poops now too. I called my vet (an exotics specialist) and found that the clinic is closed 'til the 27th I made an appointment with a different vet I'd heard good things about. He said it looked like enteritis and put him on amoxicillin (I think) and nutrical. We were able to manage the vet bill and then we headed off, Mojo in tow to my parents for Christmas. Moj did not respond at all to the meds over the next few days, and this morning he looked like he wasn't going to live another hour, much less another day so we could get him to our regular vet. Amazingly though, he came out of this bizarre huffing state (he couldn't move, just laid in whatever position you put him in and took very rapid shallow breaths) and began to show some interest in the surroundings again. I force-fed him some more nutrical and water and he slept. We're home now and he was out exploring for a short time. He is drinking water again (still refusing food) and seems to have rebounded a bit from this morning's scare. I don't know what on earth we're dealing with but the other three ferrets haven't contracted it. I'll be taking him in to see my regular vet tomorrow unless he experiences some wonderful recovery tonight. Why, oh why do things like this always have to happen at the WORST times? If there is a higher power, he sure has a wacky sense of humour! Thank you all for letting me vent a bit, it's very therapeutic :) I'll let you all know how this turns out Jen Newton, Dobie, Fig and poor old Mojo [Posted in FML issue 3279]