I took each of the fuzz butts outside, one at a time, and let them have a romp free. Pester immediately got into the thickest of thorns and brush so I could hardly follow her. But I did. Snakes right now are not a worry where it is too cold now. Peekaboo was shaking like a leaf, scared stiff. But loved all the new smells and all of the outside. After a bit I brought her in. A bit later I came in from outside and saw this motion about eye level, was Peekaboo. She had climbed up the OUTSIDE of her six foot tall cage and that is what I saw. Just a quick glimpse of her struggling to the top. She was trying to get back outside and knew the door was the way to go but I have a gate there. She was trying to compromise the gate. Now she was on top of the cage. That was terribly uncomfortable where all that there is up there is wire mesh, one inch by two. Am sure she was other than happy to be up there so I rescued her. She immediately got her claw stuck in my shirt so I had to take a ferret decorated sweatshirt off to get her free. Just one thing after another. So after a nail trim, cage rescue, and sweat shirt amputation she is out there getting into some other trouble. Lets go see what surprises she has for me! Ha! Gordon, Peekaboo and Pester J Gordon Bengtson Aarrow-Ranch Aviation Mechanicsville, Virginia 23111 [Posted in FML 6101]