Hi Everyone, I have a story to relay and I'm wondering if anyone else has ever experienced this. A week ago I went hiking and fell really hard into a stream. A rock punctured my shin and it bled like mad. When I got home that night to let my fuzzies out they all came right over to my injured leg as if to say 'what happened, mom?' They sniffed at it without touching it of course. It was more like an acknowledgement that I was injured. The next day I went to the doctors where I received a stitch and was put on antibiotics. I swear my guys knew. Cindy, who usually doesn't want much to do with me unless I'm doling out raisins, turned into the biggest cuddle bug. Infact all three of them spent a lot more time hanging out with me on the couch during the past week than any other time I remember. Another thing I found interesting was that when I first got home, I tucked my socks into my hiking boots completely expecting to find them next under the bed. The sock that I bled on was left in the hiking boot and the other one was of course dragged under the bed. I've seen them react to each other being sick. Cindy and CJ have both had adrenal and they were very protective of each other pre and post surgery. Anyways, thought it was interesting. Last time I go hiking through the Arizona wilderness to impress a man! ;-) Jennifer and the Frolicking Ferreteria in Phoenix; CJ, Pete, and Cindy [Posted in FML issue 3921]