Just had to share this: I was in quite a state yesterday when my 80 meg external hard drive failed, as it contained many important documents and had not been backed up in a few weeks. No head crashes or stuck platters, just wouldn't spin up and maintain proper speed. Well, after taking a lot of it apart, checking various connections and generally spending much more time than I wanted to trying to get the darn thing to work, I was just about ready to give up. (Don't try this at home, folks. I was an MIS for years before starting to practice law.) In trots Billy. He likes using the space under my computer desk for certain special parts of his stash, like his crocheted rattle. My wife accompanied him in, noticed that he wanted to see what was going on on top of the computer desk, and picked him up. Jokingly, she said, "Let's see if Billy can fix it!" She held him so that he could touch the top of the hard drive case with his paws. (It was unplugged, don't worry!) We put him back on the floor, I plugged the sucker back in, turned it on, and darned if it didn't spin right up to proper speed! Billy trotted out of the room, proud of his accomplishment, found where Malachai was napping, and went right to sleep, exhausted from his hard work. Let's hear it for ferret power! Bob [Posted in FML issue 0799]