Dear Ferret Folks- Yesterday Christene noted of her ferret Weed's experimentation with the drug subculture >As far as my Weeds story with pot in a film canister. The potential >danger of what could have happened ( had the film canister opened ) was >not lost on me. I hope the idea was not lost on anyone else either." Nope, nope, nope. It wasn't. Can you imagine a ferret...stoned out of it's tiiiiiny widdle mind...jonesing for rasins? I've heard so many times that pot should be legalized, the stoned are not dangerous. Oh really? Try standing between a stoner and a bag or Doritos. If Doris freakin' Day were high, she'd cut your throat for a box of Milk Duds. But a FERRET? They'd bend the cage bars, and gnaw a hole through the drywall of the room they were in to get at the rasins. Then they'd scarf the whole box, and wear it on their head empty like a drunk with a lampshade...war dancin' around...bouncin' off of the furniture blind... giggling... Then, bellies full of sweet, chewed-up dried fruit, they'd drink water until they bloated like enormous ticks, and sleep for six weeks. It's not a pretty picture. Alexandra in Massachusetts [Posted in FML issue 4084]