Hi fellow FMLers, You may remember me, though I've only posted once or twice - I'm the mother of Grommie ("Tiny Lovey-Girl Fuzzie") and Quincy ("Hyper-yet-at-the-same-time-very-kissy Fuzzie")? I apologize in advance for the length of this post, also (my longest on record). I have a question, and those of you with tiny MF ferrets may be able to help me, possibly sympathize also. My small Grommie (VERY small, skin and bones even though she eats like a horse) can get into the crack between the linoleum kitchen floor and the bottom of the stove. Needless to say, this has me very worried, and concerned about safe ways to block up that crack, while still allowing for ventilation. I came home from school on Tuesday night, and let the babies out to play. They romped and played the mouth game for a little while, then set off to do their separate things: Quincy, as usual, headed for the loveseat recliner (where he KNOWS he's not allowed) and Grommie headed for the kitchen, and began scratching at the bottom of the stove. She had never shown an interest in that area before, and it seemed well near impossible that she could get through, so I went and dragged Quincy out from between the cushion block and the recliner pad, all the while hearing scritch scritch scritch from the kitchen. After about two minutes of playing with Quincy and his squeaking mouse on a string, I managed to hear over the delighted dooks, that there was no longer noise from the kitchen. As Grommie is both light and FAST, I thought she must have sneaked by me, and gone to sleep under my sweater. No Grommie under the sweater. No Grommie in the cage under the sweatshirt. No Grommie anywhere in sight. Still calm, I knelt down to peer nonchalantly under the stove. A small pink nose and portion of snout peered back. I FREAKED. I tried Ferretone bribes, I tried lifting the stove, but for fear of accidental crushing, abandoned that idea - finally, I found a peanut butter Yogie (has anyone else tried these? Mine love them) and she managed to weasel (pardon the pun) out. God knows what is under there - holes in the walls, bug killers, nasty old food particles. Does anyone have any suggestions about safe ways to block off that area? or the whole kitchen, for that matter? I would be very grateful. This little girl has a huge portion of my heart - problem is, she is both curious and stubborn to a fault. :-) Oooh, really quick - another question. Is there such a thing as a Siamese ferret? Grommie is a VERY light brown in color, very light chocolate mask - does not fit the traditional sable mold as I've seen it, and when I was online at a shelter page (I cannot remember which one), I saw a picture of a little girl named Leah who was called a "Siamese" and in both coloring and patterning, could have been my Groms' twin. Just wondering, given previous discussions of Clydesdales and Whippets that I read... Hugs and dooks to all, and prayers and tears (many of them) to all of those with lost, sick or angeled fuzzies, with especial love to Sandee (even though we've never met, and though Sandee has as yet had no occasion to introduce around any of my babies - I love the posts, although sometimes they are so bittersweet and touching they make me cry - serves me right for reading them at work) Caitie and the Yogiekids [Posted in FML issue 3316]