There are, thankfully, apartments that welcome Dervish with open arms. I actually get to choose between a few of them. I'm trying to find a bigger one, so she'll have more room to frolic. It must be ferret-on-amphetamines day. She's totally wired, more so than usual; right now she's bouncing around my chair in circles. Maybe it's the cold weather? (Not that she'd know it's cold outside.) I swear that she has some sort of a sixth sense that lets her know when my roommate and I are at odds, because then all her mischeif is directed at Emily. Last night Emily was being really inconsiderate (I won't go into it)...today, when I got up, I found that Scuttlebutt had taken all her <ahem> pads from under the sink and hidden them, one at a time, around the *entire* apartment...and stolen her hairbrush and keys! There was also an unexpected corner-present in Emily's room today. How does my little fert know? She's so loyal. I loooooooooooove her. :-) -(TX) Meghan and Great-High-Queen-Sheba Dervish the WonderFerret, the Cutest Ferret in the World ("Mom, the centerfold in the Nov/Dec "Modern Ferret" looks just like me!!") [Posted in FML issue 2491]