Norman has taken up a variation of surfing (I know someone wrote about something like this a while back): He grabs onto a tennis ball with his front legs, then scoots around backwards, circling round and round and round a large basket on the floor. He kept doing it, so I was afraid he'd get dizzy and I stopped him. Next day he did the same thing, but after a while he stopped himself. Very silly. He also scratches himself with his front paws, like a chimp or a human, Ralph does too. To Reno: We hope you're okay and that your dad keeps looking and finds you; maybe he can put out some food and *water* for you in case you haven't gone too far? We're rooting for you. --Ralph, Norm, Cinderella [Posted in FML issue 1259]