*sip* Oh and here's a sad side note, since I am in such a story tellin mood: My dad calls me this morning when I was on my way up to meet with my stranded wife. My mom and dad have 4 cats now and they live out in the country....they have always had a handful of cats at one time or another. Their one big brown tabby cat is named Kramer. He weighs about 18 pounds and is nothing but an all around nice, fat, lap cat. Well last night, my mom comes running into the living room where my dad was watching TV. She was screaming at my dad for a flashlight and they go out in the backyard to see this huge stray dog attacking and shaking the shit out of Kramer!!! They tried to hit the dog and kick it but couldn't get close enough, the dog kept avoiding them and going back for the cat. As fast as it started, it was over and Kramers back legs were sticking straight out and he was crawling around with his front legs only, barely able to breathe and died a few minutes later!!! WTF?!?!?!?!?