Is this possible? (Dr.?) I will say right off, that I haven't read anything about this, and don't know enough to make an educated reply....but it sounds as though Bonnie isn't happy either physically or mentally. If physically...I have no clue. Mentally? Hope the below can offer some insight. I received Gabby from the Humane Society here in Toronto. She was a wee bit too young to be out there for a month already. No history was available. She was losing hair abnormally and was a total mental recluse.Being locked in a cold metal cage with no blankets, and newspaper dipped in your water bowl and cats all around you meowing for a month would probably freak you out as well. She focused only on her nose and nothing else, and was as tense as a rock - So much that her walking looked like her legs were crossed and had to go to the bathroom. After I brought Gabby home, Gabby ate and ate and ate. Furr began to grow, and the weight increased. Problem: still mentally distanced from Mindy and I and still tense as a rock. She didn't run, play, nothing...Just ate, walked around chattering, and slept. Mindy's attempts to play were replied with lying on her back and waiting until Mindy was finished tugging her around...and then continue on walking. Mindy was NEVER like this. I read about the TLC case that Dr. William's (I believe) posted about the other ferret who didn't eat,etc....and recovery was all the loving that ferret could take. I thought...."well....Gabby's being fed, Mindy and I are trying hard to get her to play, she has run of the house, and she's got all the petting and caring attention I could give her.... what's missing that hasn't brought her out of this?" Then it occurred to me. Walk! I haven't taken her for a walk yet! I took her for a walk in a quite grass area outside my apartment on the leash that night. My Gabby woke up. She ran for the first time since I had her. She played in the dirt and grass....she wanted to explore! She actually acknowledged my presence. Now I wake up in the morning to body slams on my leg with war dancing to boot....and Mindy now has a sparring partner as well. She couldn't be happier with Gabby fighting back. She participates in all activities... explores, and does what any other happy furrball would do. And she comes out to greet me when I get home. Why I make the comparison? You mentioned Stress. I accidentally locked Gabby in the upper drawer of my dresser one Saturday morning recently....to find her there at 1:00 am Sunday while frantically looking for her. She was gone again. Tense as a rock and distant. A little recovery with major food, hugs, rest and Mindy made her realize all was OK again and she was fine. I hope your new addition to the family will offer support as much as Mindy helped me. She provided constant companionship to Gabby when I was at work. My experience might not be what's going on with poor Bonnie there, but if any of it helps - cool. Rob Adlers [Posted in FML issue 1327]