Well I finally done it. I got the nerve to put the two girls (Sabrina about 1 and Butterbutt 16 weeks) together and let them fight it out. I thought they would never learn to get along. I finally put them in the play room alone and let themgo at it, keeping a close eye on them to make sure it did not get real violent, after about half an hour of feirce hissing and tusseling they finally learned that neither was going to give in and they made up. Now although they are not the best of friends yet they tolorate each other. I can even put them in the same cage without a fight. I was afraid to this until Butterbutt got a little bigger so today I just did it. I got tired of them hissing and biting each other. Butterbutt has grown quit alot in the last couple of weeks so I felt she could take care of herself and she did. Now all six can dook all day together and I don't have to take turns putting each of them in the play room making sure they get equal amount of free time. I would also like to make a short comment on the Spokane affair. I know nothing of the events that transpired but what I have read here. However I do not believe that I could pass a lie dector test on the subject. Just the idea that someone could do that to fuzzies gets me so upset that my heart starts to pound and by blood to boil. Since the liedector relys on blood pressure and pulse changes to reflect truth or lies I would surley fail as both of mine go through the roof everytime it is mentioned. I could not imagine trying to pass this test if they were my critters. I would just break down everytime I was asked a question. It is no wonder this lady failed to pass. Just my thoughts. J.D. and the Ferret Patrol, Pogo-I won't take any test Smokey-joe-he did it dad not me Mister Boris-I'll just bite the wires Sabrina-just let me kiss it Nerfette-I'm so small there is no where to hook it up Butterbutt-I'm so fast they couldn't catch me anyway J.D.-Everyone be kind to each other and kiss your fuzzies for us for tomorrow you might not be able to. Treat each day as if it might be your last. [Posted in FML issue 2272]