My little Fidget definately has Spring Fever. He accompanied to my Dad's house this past weekend, as usual, and was he hell on wheels! First off Fidget thinks my Dad's house is the greatest thing because he is allowed full access to the house with the exception of teh bathrooms and two bedrooms. This means he can chase the cats ALL over! Unfortunately Dad had forgotten to do the very minor ferret proofing required. Which means I turned my back on Fidget for literally not more than 30 seconds and turned around to see him merrily digging in the potted hibiscus in the living room. He was standing on the floor with his front legs in the pot digging away. I believe he had done this all the way around because there was dirt everywhere. I saw him and screeched. Which caused him to jump INTO the pot and dig his little heart out, so eager was he to get his money' worth. After cleaning that mess up...did I mention my Dad had just watered the plant....I turn around to find Fidget standing ON the ash bucket (Dad has a wood burning stove). Since it was 80 degrees out I casually say, that's empty isn't it Dad? No, it wasn't! Take the ash bucket outside, take Fidget outside and dust him off. Yeesh... Then somehow...and I still haven't figured this out..he climbed on top of the wood burning stove and knocked off one of my SOs tennis shoes to drag it away. I'm still amazed at this feat.... cheers chris and Fidget the WVU weasel [Posted in FML issue 2265]