Hi all-- I had a really similar experience with a ferret freaking out over some vinyl clothing just yesterday. I was wearing, ahem, black vinyl snake skin print pants (plython, I call 'em) (well, I was on my way to the Montreal Fringe Festival, so it was suitable attire), and Amelia went all puffy and slowly wagged her tail at me. I picked her up and let her check them out and she calmed down. Maybe it's something in the smell of vinyl? Or maybe she was channelling my mom ;-) Regina Amelia: "I don't know what it is, but I don't like it!" Cully: "can you eat them?) [Posted in FML issue 1610]