Hours later, my husband emerges from our bedroom in the dawn's half-light to discover that his work shoes have been tumbled upon their sides, and the insoles have vanished. Again. Just as they have every day for the past ten days. I will spare you the bellows of primate rage that emanate from my otherwise reasonable husband. The howls, the curses. The threats he levels at the well-being and security of a certain weasel as he wrestles the furniture aside to get at his insoles. Dear Ferret Folks, this scene is played out in my home sometimes twice a day. Sometimes it ends with a weasel being bopped on the head with the recovered pair of insoles. Me, I vote for not leaving the work shoes on the floor anymore, but I am over-ruled. Loudly. I suggest that Switch is too dim-witted to change her behavior, so the change should be made at the top of the household food-chain, not the bottom. I am overruled even more loudly... I ADD: OMG Alexandra...you should be a writer. We need more ferret stories!!! Seriously, I use a mix of tea made with thyme in a spray bottle on areas my ferret should not go. I also use a bit of bitter lemon juuice in it when I REALLY don't want her to go somewhere. Thyme I use for many animals here on our farm as a deterrant, and also for bugs that are annoying us here on the Eastern Coast of the U.S. It just seems to be a smell they don't like. Warmly ~ Mary Herbalist The Conley Farm - organic herbs Online Classes ~ [log in to unmask] [Posted in FML issue 3874]