Hi everyone and happy holidays, I wrote a couple weeks ago regarding my sneak attack ferret bomber, who does not like other ferrets. Thank you for the response. I wrote this poem and mom thought I should post it for you all to enjoy. A Ferrets Christmas It's Christmas eve as the lights go out The ferrets are happy, as they scurry about "Pick up you tails, there's work to do" You may not know it but Santa visits them too. "We must hurry, tomorrows Christmas day not to mention St. Nick's on his way". They all wrap presents for their friends in the cage. Some old, some young, some middle age. See, since they can't shop like you and me They pick up stuff thats been found, for free Balls and toys that belonged to the dog Were hidden far away behind the eggnog. These little toys mean a lot to the ferrets other than stuff to eat - like peas and carrots. They all get together as they pass out gifts They are so happy their backs begin to lift. Then they play wih their toys - wait they almost forgot Santa's coming - back to bed they trot. Brian Hood using his mom's bosses e-mail Graham Gibbs - [log in to unmask] - Washington, D.C. [Posted in FML issue 1420]