The day I was putting my modem in place and getting the phone lines hooked up was the day I lost my 4yr old sable, Nicki, whom I had had for 3 yrs. Unfortuately a door had been left open or just didn't shut and she and her buddy "Binx" got out into the main house. We found Binx wandering around in the house and we knew they were out. We (my boyfriend and I) called for Nicki and looked in all of her favorite hiding spots but nothing. We had just finished some drywall in the bathroom and thought maybe she had gotten in their, so I had my boyfriend tearing it up to see. No avail. We started looking outside, fearing that she got out. Nothing. I got really worried. Now we have two large dogs, a hound and a retriver mix. Yohann, the retriver, is my dog and he has "met" Nicki at my apt. before I moved in. My boyfriend yelled that he had found her and brought her to me. Yohann had led him to her (Keep this in mind). She was very lethargic and unresponsive. This was Superbowl Sunday and the only vet available was the ER Clinic. I rushed her there and they examined her. As they were trying to insert a cathater, she had hardly any blood pressure. Since they could not find a vein in the normal places they asked if they could clip her body hair to find a could vein. I said go ahead. When the started cliping, they found massive brusing and several pouncture wounds. About ten minutes later she died in my arms. The theory is that Yohann saw her outside running around like a little weasel and instictively attacked her. Probably bit into her just once and shook her. (I had her posted and they found the the liver was shredded). That is how he knew where she was. Yohann also had a sctrach mark on his upper gum matching a ferret claw. Please if you have large dogs or a dog at all, supervise their play time with the ferrets. Jennifer Binx misses Nicki, but I soon rescued another ferret, Trixie and their doing fine. [Posted in FML issue 2267]