The "Fab Five" is no more. Sometime today (11/25/05) while I was at work, my little Spatz took that last final carpet-shark adventure, to the Rainbow Bridge. One rattling ball must have sped on by him headign that way, that he just couldn't resist. He was only with me about 10 months, after having adopted him from a shelter in southern AZ. About 2 months ago, he was diagnosed and treated via surgery for adrenal tumors, though the problem cropped back up recently with another malignant tumor. I don't know, maybe he decided that playing in grass and sun was better than another surgery. So please, Muldoon and the others, welcome my little quirky fuzzy. He loved squeaky toys, diving for raisins, crinkly ball toys, and hated the vaccume. Rest in peace, Spatzy. All our love, Paige Lady, Sascha, Izzy, and Speedy [Posted in FML issue 5073]