OK, I think this is pretty funny. But guys, you know how you are about--you know--so you might want to skip this one. This morning when I went into the ferret room, I found both a small puddle and a trail of semi-dried frank blood. PANIC TIME!!!! I didn't think it could be Alfie--his would be black and besides, I'd already started the carafate and the recent poop I'd seen from him and been brown, albeit liquid. I checked anyway. Nothing. I remembered that there had been a squabble in the middle of the night and I'd separated the two perpetrators. Maybe one had been injured?!?! I checked them. Nothing. I ran around hyperventilating for a little while, checking every ferret, trying to keep track of which I'd checked while running through all possibilities. Nothing. Then I calmed down, got systematic, and checked again. Nothing. At about this time I noticed more frank blood that hadn't been there before. Hmmm! All ferrets were in their cages. Yeah, some of you know what's coming. So then I noticed that--you know (girl stuff). Unscheduled--you know. And during the night when I'd broken up the squabble I must have been--you know. So, no major injuries and you know that's a relief. Ain't womanhood grand? (And, guys, I warned ya!) --Clover and the rezweezils Rezweezil F R&S ferretbedding.com [Posted in FML 6094]