Well, everyone, I can now drive everyone crazy full time. Don't drool, but I invested in a Powerbook 1400 and so now I can type up stuff at school in the library during my breaks. Who wants to read Descartes and Lacan anyway? Me and the gang are going to have fun the next few days. Due to Ollie's recurring boughts of straining and squatting, everyone gets metronidazole for the next five days. Let's see, 19 ferrets and 3 cats, oh, should only take me a couple hours a day. Yep, I get to go to the doc too. Just in case. I am partially symptomatic but do to a history of gut troubles I don't know what is causing it. Oh well, I can make faces with the ferrets. Miss Pookie Bear (aka White Fang) has learned to undermine the latest round of ferret proofing for the washer and dryer. Seems she likes to sleep behind the dryer. Wouldn't be too bad except that do to her deafness, she can't hear me when I call. So I have to climb onto the washer to see behind it to find her. Sigh. Took Pooks, Ollie and Nicky boy to the vet's last night. Nicky, if you remember, is Pookie's boyfriend and the one who has limited use of his hind legs. He also is 3.1 pounds and has a *large* belly. I wanted that big pot checked so we laid him on his back, and while I rubbed his neck the vet palpitated his abdomin. She was so gentle and soft, that he went to sleep!!! It was so cute, this big pear shaped DEW on his back, with all 4 feet splayed out. Such a sweetie. Course he woke up in a hurry when it was time for the fecal sample. Miss Stella, who is queen of all, now has an online boyfriend. But she has sworn me to secrecy since he is so cute she is afraid all the other girl ferts will chase after him. They write regularly to each other and send pictures back and forth. I have to argue with her all the time now to get to use my own computer. Well, I am off to creative writing to turn in my short story. Thanks for the new title Trish, "Thorny Roses." Hugs and fuzzy kisses, Maggie and the Mid Missouri Mustelid Mob [Posted in FML issue 1842]