In reference to what I said about my babies getting ticks, I think partly why the vet said it was pretty rare was partly because they're more of an indoor pet and also because when we found Geisha it was the first warm weekend of March and there wouldn't be many ticks running around Ontario at that time of the year. The condition she was in when we found her, definitely suggested neglect - and her canines were all broken down to about the same length. It's *possible* that this happened accidentally, but all four??! I more suspect someone didn't have the patience to teach her not to nip and thought "I'll fix you" and pulled out the needlenose pliers! Give me their address and a baseball bat!!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!! Maybe I'm being overly pessimistic, but I worked as a volunteer at the local Humane Society back home when I was in my early teens and saw some pretty nasty stuff that just made you HATE people! (including a very nice dog which was seized from its owner because the neighbours caught him practising beastiality with the poor thing! SICK, SICK, SICK!!!!) Anyways, onto a much lighter note - last night, it was getting late but before I went to bed I decided I needed something to drink. Buster decided to help and followed me to the kitchen. I pulled out the plastic pitcher full of strawberry Kool-Aid and it immediately slipped from my hand and hit the floor. Sh*t! The corner hits the floor just right and sploosh! there's a red flood all over!!! I grabbed the container and tossed it in the sink beofre it was totally empty and grabbed the broken bit and threw it out. All the time, Buster is bouncing about, so excited that he;s not sure whether to dance like the little spaz he is or to lap up as much as possible before I can clean up the mess! I grabbed a towel and added to his dilemna - now do I act like a nut, drink this great stuff or attack the towel???? Decisions, decisions!! He ended up choreographing all three together! Thank goodness the other three had fallen asleep by this time or I would have had four very sticky ferrets on my hands! When the mess was cleaned up and Buster had settled down, I went to put him to bed and noticed pinky-red spots in his fur where the Kool-Aid had splashed him. I was too tired and there was a very small amount so I figured I'd let him and his buddies clean it up! I know there was something else to mention but it's getting late so therefore senility is kicking in! Oh well, next posting! From myself and the members of LAPRA - have a bouncy, bouncy, fun, fun, fun day!!! Georgette Peters Steacie Library - x.55084 Do the ferret frolic of life! [Posted in FML issue 1192]