Hey Gang, I've been lurking for a bit. I used to write in quite often but I recently had back surgery so I have just been sitting back and enjoying the reading, Alexandra, your stories absolutely crack me up. There was one morning while recouperating (I think it was the door toy story) I was sitting at my computer at my parent's house laughing hysterically. My mom has NO concept of the computer and couldn't understand why I was laughing so hard. I read her your story, and while she is NOT a ferret person (shame on her LOL) she was laughing as hard as I was just the same. I wanted to write in becuause I have an old boy named Paul whom I adopted thru the Educated Ferret out in western Mass. Paul was a young 8 years old when I adopted him, and deaf and blind. He was a powerhouse; that boy got around better than a lot of the sighted and hearing ferrets I had met when I was in the process of adopting. Let me tell you, he gives the younger ones a serious run for their money; he runs around, dooks (have you ever heard a deaf ferret dook? He he he...it's funny as hell), and until recently it was hard to tell him and my other sable, Toby, apart....Paul recently started loosing hair on his tail so it's a lot easier to pick him out. The last time I posted about Paul, a lot of people wrote me back and wondered about his quality of life...his quality of life is fine! He is a happy and secure little critter, knows his surroundings and gets around just fine. I've had Paul about two years now; he is definitely an old boy. What I was told when I adopted him was that the MSPCA had him in Boston, and someone had found Paul ABANDONDED IN A TRASH CAN. I decided I wanted to make the last years of his life a happy one....and had no doubts about it. He's one of the crowd here. ANyway, now it's off to work. What fun. :) Sue and the fabulous Five: Dante, Toby, Paul, Templeton and Nala [Posted in FML issue 3777]