Hi Hope you are all well and your weasels are on good form! Thought I would copy in a tale I have thrown together for my work news letter (written for non-ferret people to whom I have offered some basic ferret training and a copy of a ferret dictionary in a previous new letter). --------------------------------------------------------------- Given some of the stories I have shared it should come as no surprise to anyone that ferrets are funny, bouncy, thieving little critters. They are not malicious in their intent its just that they have no shame. Picture the scene, I am having a dooking moment (I do hope you have your ferret dictionary to hand) with the weasels, I have been wrestled to the floor after falling for the classic two pronged attack. A cunning stunt in which Priss stands pawing at my feet looking all cute and cuddly in order that I may be conned into crouching down and offering a raisin or a drop of Ferretone. No sooner am I crouched then Brandy pounces from behind my jacket hung on the back of my chair. With Brandy firmly attached to the Winnie-the-Pooh scrunchy that is tying my hair back and Priss swinging from the box of luxury sun dried raisins in my hand I find myself with no option other than to drop to the floor and release the raisins before one or more of my attackers falls and hurts them self. So the scene is set. I am lying on the floor with Pooh in my hair, Brandy down my shirt and raisins scattered all around me. Not an ideal time to receive an important text message. Now Priss has long had a passion for hiding my mobile phone but on this occasion it was firmly in my pocked. I took out the phone, read the incoming message and began to type a reply. Now no one could be more shocked nor amazed than I at the nerve of Priss as I spotted her drop the raisin on which she was chewing and while pretending to look the other way she very slowly crept towards me. Unsure of what she was up to I just lay there typing and waiting. I felt a gentle tug on my mobile phone and saw our intrepid adventurer step back. Realising I had not reacted she stepped up again and oh so gently, while I was still trying to type on it, eased the phone out of my hand and no sooner was it free then she huffed turned and ran off with my phone flapping in the breeze behind her. Several minutes later and after much huffing, dooking and general scratching about in, on and behind a multitude of hiding places she emerged minus one mobile phone, gave me a lick on the nose and returned to raisin eating. Now you dont get many horses, dogs or cats behaving like that. --------------------------------------------------------------- Take it easy Wayne, Lector, Priss, Bob and Brandy [Posted in FML issue 4890]