Hi, Melissa and Potpie again. (actually, just Melissa. If I were home, I'd put Potpie on the desk and let her do her dancing act across the keyboard, but she hasn't gotten the hang of using the backspace key yet, so her messages are always horribly garbled :) A word on the high-pitched noises: I have a squeaky glow rat which, when I'm feeling like a good giggle, I'll take and squeak incessantly at poor Potpie. This elicits an unending series of DOOKDOOKDOOKDOOKDOOKDOOKDOOKs and an utterly startled look from the poor shark, but keeps me helplessly amused. Her new toy is a round 'jingle' bell on a string; I can drag this along the carpeting and within nanoseconds have a scurrying, DOOKDOOKDOOKing ferret on its trail. *another helpless giggle* Re: ferret farms. Potpie came from a breeder in PA and was altered at the age of 6 weeks or so, and is one of the tinier, slinkier ferrets I've seen. I'm looking, btw, for a male companion for Potpie; if anyone knows of someone who has to part with their ferret and wants to make sure he goes to a good home, post to the list and let me know. Potpie gets regular vet trips, a huge cage, closets to explore, Linatone, and Iam's kitten food. If there's a ferret out there that needs that, lemme know :) Potpie and Me [Posted in FML issue 0744]