Hi all. Well, it was bound to happen. I mean doesn't it happen to most ferret slaves? Isn't it like chicken pox or measles, everybody gets it? Is any hooman safe from it? I know there must be a vaccine to prevent it. And to think I always thought it would strike me first. But alas no it is hitting my husband. Ferret math! It all started this weekend. We were camping in New York just over the CT border, we were happy, the ferts were real happy! They had to sleep in the carrier at night but the rest of the time they were on their leads staked next to this really neat bank of DIRT. Yep real honest to goodness dirt. Well, how many holes can a Fert dig? The question remains unanswered. They were so cute they wanted to be everywhere. Up the hill under the hill on the hill it was too much. Well, thats when my husband started to look strange. He did not have a temp, no belly ache etc. Then he started talking to HOBBS. "You know," he said sadly,"there are ferts out there in the world who don't get to go camping." At this Hobbs just looked at him, shook loosed dirt from his coat and went back into his hole, he was busy after all. Thats when my husband looked at me and said "we have to get another one." Ferret Math. That insidious stalker of innocent Fert hoomans. (I believe it is caused by some chemical used by members of the FLO to help them infiltrate unsuspecting Fert houses.) So here I am getting ready to call Loraine at the Frisky Ferret Shelter to talk about a new addition. And to think it has only been a month since the first two got here. Petal (the mom) Joe (the stricken Dad) Calvin (if I just sit here and look sweet can I have more Ferretone?) Hobbs ( ok I really won't bite the toes this time really I won't ) [Posted in FML issue 2411]