I thought I would share this with all the shelter folks and ferret owners alike, it has a long story behind it about Jazz, that I wrote in our newsletter but that is long so I will share the poem with you for now. Shelter Ferret Stephanie Sheme April 1996 I wish someone would tell me what I have done wrong. Why I am always caged up and left all alone. They seemed so glad to have me when I was a kit We'd romp and play all day, I would not tire a bit. They agreed to care for me and train me, for I was their friend, They swore they'd never leave me they'd love me until the end. But now they have no time All knew friends I suppose, You see all I asked for was love, why that was not enough lord only knows. [Posted in FML issue 1669]