Smokey and Bandit are separate from the other fuzzies. They had a vet check on Nov. 2 and got a clean bill of health. However I came home from work on Tues night and discovered that Smokey is having black tarry stools. I feel he has an ulcer from all of the stress they have been through in the last little while. My home is the fourth they've been in in 2 years. On Nov. 2 Smokey's weight was 2 lbs, 5 oz. Today it is 2 lbs even. When I try to give him duck soup he gags and tries to vomit. He is well dehydrated but really appears depressed. He won't take his eyes off of me for a minute. I had a shower and looked out at him and he was watching the shower curtain. When I finished my shower, he was curled up on the bath mat, sound asleep.Bandit hasn't lost any weight and seems to be settling in quite nicely. I called Mr. Money's secretary today and discovered that they had been in the basement storage room for a year, with the human contact slowly dwindling . The woman has 9 kids, 5 of which live at home. She did tell me the reason she took them to the vet on the 2nd. was she thought there was something wrong with them, they had stopped eating. The vet listened to their hearts, and did a quick check over. He said they were fine and thought maybe the new puppy had them upset. I also found out that Smokey vomited in the vet's office and he told her not to worry. It was probably nothing. Ferrets do that when they are upset. Just take them home and if they are not eating in a few days bring them back and we'll do stool samples and some blood work. We are going to MY vet @ 8am. It is now 3 am. Ms. Secretary asked me to take them back to the vet who saw them on the 2nd. No way! I am taking them to my vet, I trust her. The other guy, I would like to hang up by his privates <Grrr> She did offer to try to get Mr. Money to pay for the vet bill. If he does that's OK, but if he doesn't, that's OK too. I will pay the bill if I have to. The main thing is getting Smokey looked after. Every time I look down at him he does the flat ferret routine and looks up at me with those sad, sad, eyes. I almost want to cry for him. Instead I spent half the night with him cuddled in my arms and telling him how much I love him already and I promised him he would never have to go to another home again. He's here to stay until death us do part. Mitzy has to go for xrays @ 8 am. Her diarrhea has improved some but not a lot. She is on prednisone, an antibiotic and a digestive enzyme. She is eating very little on her own, but takes the duck soup when fed by syrynge. She is more energetic now and is well hydrated. Boy this vet bill will probably be a doozey! Oh well, I'll do without a dinner or 2 out and maybe the phone bill can wait til next month. My babies come first, especially when they need medical attention. My SO has been great, he helps with the feedings. He talks a tough story, but when it comes right down to it, he'd do anything for them too. He actually volunteered to drive us all to the vet. He was going to take them himself, but I found out that I'm off for Rememberance Day. Besides I want to be there. He's not always the greatest at relaying what the Dr. says. It must be a man thing<G>. Well this post is long enough and I have some feedings to attend to. 8 am will come soon enough. I pulled an all nighter last nigt, so I'm going to try to get a few hours sleep. Will try to keep everyone updated. Prayers for the little ones are gratefully accepted. Sally St. Germain and the Dookn Dozen Hi...my name is Sally...I am a ferret-a-holic!!! [Posted in FML issue 2863]