Timon is missing most of the whiskers on the left side of his face and I
feel terrible.  I had a nice fire going in the fire place.  Timon stuck his
head through the opening in the chain curtain and got up close and personal
with a burning log.  He yelped.  I checked him over, no burns, just some
curled whiskers.  He was lucky.  Keep an eye on fireplaces.
 
Joe
 
Phred  ("What's that smell?")
Timon ("YYYEEEOOOUUUCCCHHH!!!")
Hobbes ("Smells like fried chicken.")
[Posted in FML issue 1456]