I had a diagnosed-hypothyroid ferret years ago, a sweet little sprite named Shasta. I had to cut up little yellow "Synthroid" pills and give them to her in baby-food chicken. She went from being sleepy and bald to being fully-furred and active--it was amazing. I can't recall my vet's last name offhand--Dr. Bill somebody at a vet clinic in Germantown, Tennessee, just outside of Memphis. We later moved to Seattle, and Shasta ended up going blind and having insulinomas--she had surgery, she had diazoxide, one day she couldn't walk... but all that was much later. Her Memphis vet was terrific--he wrote a paper about her, and had photos of her, and I sure wish I could remember his last name so you could contact him! He had reddish hair and blue eyes and glasses, I think. If I remember I will post it, okay? Kate, owned by Emmett, part-owned by Booker Cat [Posted in FML issue 1966]