Leo is a very energetic 2-3 yr old boy. From what I know of his history, which isn't much, Leo and his companion Sully wer kept in a closet by teens that were hiding them from their parents. Then they went to another family when the parents found out. Then Leo was separated from his companion and turned into the dog/cat animal shelter because he was a biter. At the animal shelter Leo bit one of the workers and was quarantined. What no one realized is that Leo is deaf. I picked Leo up from the animal shelter after his 10 day quarantine. A couple months later, the people that had Sully wanted to find a new home for him. Sully came to live with us so Leo and Sully were reunited. When the people arrived with Sully, Leo layed contently in my arms, though his eyes clearly showed the fear of thinking he would be moved once again. I assured him he wouldn't. The people got to pet him without being bitten for the first time. They couldn't believe how calm he was. I thought it would be a wonderful reunion, but nooooo. Leo followed Sully around the house for a few hours then would have nothing good to do with Sully. Both boys are equally matched in temperment, activity levels, size, and pestering abilities. At first they fought whenever they'd run into each other, but through time they have progressed to tolerating each other living in the same house. The other evening Leo was being his usual pesty self and bothering one of the screaming girls. Certain girls have a squeaky scream when they get pestered, and Leo, who is deaf, seems to favor these types. Anyway, Leo was pestering Dragon, rolling and leaping on her, and she was making that ear piercing screaming sound that she does so well. I followed her screams and as I entered the front bedroom Leo was too intent on pestering to notice me, that was until I was looming over him. For just a moment he stopped, looked up, eyes wide, and then in a flash he ducked into the tube, popped out the other side, zoomed down the hallway into the back bedroom under the buffet, with me hot on his tail but not quite close enough to catch him. He circled the room just barely out of my reach and zoomed under a cage. At that point I shook my head in defeat and walked back to the living room to resume my previous activity. At least I got his mind off pestering Dragon. And just a minute later who should appear? Leo walked slowly into the living room, headed straight for his time-out cage, walked up the ramp, climbed in the hammock, and looked over at me.... He knows the drill well. hugs. tle www.ferretfamilyservices.org [Posted in FML issue 5196]