Well, this past weekend my boyfriend decided to be supersweet and buy me a bouquet of red roses. I was quite impressed...it usually takes a major holiday and 5 people reminding him of it to remember to buy sweet stuff like that. But hey-it's a guy thing right?? LOL. I came home Sunday night and hung my roses upside down to dry from my baker's rack in the kitchen - one of the only spots my three boys couldn't get to. I always put stuff up there that I don't want them to get into...soda,dinner, cereal...what have you. Haven't ever had a problem. Monday morning I let the boys out to play for an hour before I went to work. I went in my room (the one place they're not allowed in my whole apartment but always try to sneak in anyway) to get dressed and after a couple minutes I came back out. Odd thing was, noone was scratching frantically at the door like they usually do when I'm in there. I thought that to be very curious but didn't think about it, really. I went into the bathroom to put on my makeup; I then decided I wanted to get a glass of soda (I don't drink coffee, so I want a cold soda first thing in the morning). There, on my kitchen floor, is my Dante, a beautiful big albino ferret, laying flat on his back in a bed of rose petals. What a picture it was. I panicked. First, I can't figure out how the heck he got onto the baker's rack (but be rest assured I will never put anything up there again). Second, I picked up EVERY SINGLE PETAL and inspected each one to make sure he didn't bite or ingest any. I was near hysteria at this point...I had to go to work, my sweet baby might have just ingested rose petals which I know are very bad, and I've been a bad ferret mommy. All the rose petals I checked didn't even have rips in them from claws, let alone any signs they had been chewed. I checked his mouth and didn't see anything (thank god). He was shaking his head a bit, but wasn't sure if it was because of the smell & texture of the rose petals or if it was because he was trying to get the nasty taste out of his mouth!! I went to work because it seemed like everything was just fine, none of the petals were chewed upon and it didn't look like anything very very bad was gonna happen. But boy, let me tell you, when there is trouble to be had, Dante is there instigating it! LOL. I came home last night dreading to walk in the door. Would I have a dead Dante or would he come to the top of the cage to greet me when I let him out? Silly me. I sometimes think I have Super Ferrets. Dante was just fine, dying to get out and even more ticked at me when I gave him a bath last night. But boy, what a scare he gave me! I was nervous as heck all day yesterday. Thanks for letting me babble guys! Sue Dante (I like roses Mom!) Toby (the Patriots player who DIDN'T disappear) and Paul (I'm not old, blind & deaf! Really! What's blind? What's deaf?) [Posted in FML issue 3517]