Hello everyone! Just when you thought it was safe to read the fml again......I'm Ba-a-ack! Actually, I've never been away, just in "lurk" mode recovering from "vacate" -a certain symposium and extended visit to Missouri. Other than the Symposium, which was wonderful, I might add, I spent the rest of the time with my old friend (read "known-her-for-42-years" old friend) at her new place in Foristell that I named "Deliverance Acres" cause it's so far out in "no mans land" that I swear I could "hear the banjos....." Really pretty place. Just SO FAR FROM TOWN. You have to understand, here in "Happy Valley" we consider anything more than two miles away "so far away." (I'm not kidding.... ask Margie....when we have to drive into Bountiful or Layton which are about six miles away, if we have to make more than one trip, we fuss. Well, we do, she doesn't.....LOL! The "Utah-grows-on-you-like-fungus" hasn't attached itself to her yet........) I had to drive almost thirty miles to get into town when she went to work and my nieces the Chihuahuas got tired of me......plus I had to go daily to check on the "Queen Mum" -- but that is another story..... Then, under two weeks of returning from "vacate" I got to go to an REO Speedwagon/Doobie Brothers concert in Wendover. (For those of you not familiar with the area, Wendover is right on the state line between Nevada and Utah. Half is in Utah, and half is in Nevada. There are casinos there, and **GASP** "high point" beer on the Nevada side.) Fantastic concert. Went with a girlfriend of mine. It is a tradition that we go whenever they are here. However, the two hour drive like to have killed me, but....... Then, because the town's hotel/motel/casinos were booked up due to the concert, a poker tournament, AND a golf tournament, she decided to help out and offered to share our room with the "Deliverance Twins....." (that, my friends, is another story....... let's just say I slept with a beer bottle in one hand and even thought of going to SLEEP IN THE DAMN CAR!! I have photos......) But, before I forget, the main reasons for this post: A) Thanks to Dr. Jerry for bothering to fax his info on melatonin implants to my wonderful vet who just "isn't into computers." I know it was inconvenient and long distance and I really appreciate it! You're a class act, Doc! I mean it! (I've also started to "work on" our vet to go to the next symposium. He says "You just won't leave me alone until I go, will you" as he laughs. He's actually interested. And, since I think that between Margie and I we finance his vacations and part of the remodeling on the office, I might be able to convince him. Cross your fingers!) B) Any of you have a "Hot Topics" store near you? When Margie and I took Angel (youngest daughter - 12 going on 20) to her acting class we always stop there. I got the MOST FANTASTIC SHIRT! It says "Eagles May Fly, But Weasels Don't Get Sucked Up Into Jet Engines...." Since that is one of my bylines -- when not quoting Elle Woods, that is - I HAD TO HAVE IT! You've got to get one. Now, ours only had children's and Junior sizes in it, but they can probably order other sizes if you need them. C) Yes, I get CHARGED by weasels when carrying a Fosters "Oil Can." No, I DO NOT FEED ALCOHOL TO WEASELS. (Even if they probably have a higher tolerance for the stuff than I do.......which wouldn't be difficult.) They just have good taste, that's all. And yes, it's probably so they can scratch the crap out of me trying to get to it. (For the record, Fosters is GREAT beer - while at the symposium, my friends husband and brother-in-law ran out of "suds" and saw my 12 pack in the fridge I got for the week and a half I was there. Lisa (my friend) said "Hey, those are Cath's!" Her husband Rick said "Well, 'Weasel Woman' (my new nickname - I am now and forever "Weasel Woman." Hey, not bad. It's not obscene!) isn't drinking them!" They decided they weren't too bad. They even left me a couple. How kind! LOL! And yes, the cat comes to "Zorak." <EG> What can I say........... G'Day! Catherine Behind The Zion Curtain "Eagles May Soar, But Weasels Don't Get Sucked Up Into Jet Engines" [Posted in FML issue 4911]