Jim and Nibbles- I had similar experiences with Scooter. He *still* hates baths, often to the point of losing control of his bowels, forcing me to finish the bath in the sink. I try everything I can think of to reassure him during bathtime, but nothing seems to help much. Of course, this is still the same weasel who once waded voluntarily into the cold waters of Bellingham Bay. Here's an interesting story. I have to preface it with the information that Scooter *loves* Ace bandages. I have several around the apt. from when I broke my hand a few months ago, and he just goes nuts for them; if he can find one (usually because I didn't latch the bathroom cabinet quite securely enough) he instantly vanishes into my room with it, to hide it under the bed for God only knows what purpose. I don't want him keeping them because he chews on them, and I don't want him ingesting any elastic (or otherwise) fibers. Anyway, last time I caught him with one, I spent several minutes amid much hissing and violent shaking of the head getting him to let go. The result was a FURIOUS weasel. I took the next fifteen minutes holding him, petting him, talking to him, and trying to get him to calm down, but all he would do was hiss at me and struggle. I finally let him down and he proceeded to rampage madly through the apartment for the rest of the evening. Boy, was he mad. I just can't figure out what's so great about Ace bandages . . . Chris and Scooter Bellingham, WA I am Ferret of Borg Bitter Apple is Irrelevant Litterboxes are Irrelevant Your Socks will be Assimilated [Posted in FML issue 1085]