OK- so I'm boxing up stuff to send for the Thanksgiving exchange, very pleased with myself at getting so much done today. I tape up a couple boxes and am starting to tape up the third. Dogs are worked, ferts are asleep, everything is peaceful. THEN..... a tiny ferret girl head pokes out from a hammie in the box- The peaceful day is out the door- now I'm headed to emergency because I'm having a heart attack. So.. I open the other boxes to make sure, and lo and behold, there is a little silver creature blinking sleepily up at me. Then.. I notice that all of the things that should have been in the box are not. Somehow, we know not how, they ended up under the bed. Hmmm.The house may be haunted, because the dogs can't get under the bed, and the ferrets wouldn't do that... I would have been really sad if I had mailed my ferrets. ===== When you get a chance to be nice to someone, take it: everyone is hiking uphill. [Posted in FML issue 3960]