Well folks, my move is finally over. In a way. Moving was not fun and driving a huge truck towing my car and loading the ferrets in the cab made the thousand mile trip looonnnnngggg. I finally get to where I am going, and due to concern over vermin (my landlord in Missouri didn't fix anything and so I dealt with birds and mice in the place plus no air) I decided to set a fogger off in the truck. Did you know that foggers can catch on fire? Not me. So after two fire trucks, lots of police and having to clear out because of possible truck explosion, everything I own is covered in soot and smells. A friend says it smells like barbequed ferret. Lol. I didn't loose much but did loose some very sentimental things. Oh and my bed. The mattress was in the back and it was half of what it started out as. Another friend said at least it is sure that I don't have vermin. Yes I have warped friends. Heehee. And no, Uhaul has not contacted me about the burnt truck. I guess there is no need for me worrying that the cab smells like ferrets. Blessings, Maggie [Posted in FML issue 4239]