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]