Love to all, Irena...Lucy, Chelsea, and Rikki's mom Mike don't bother tasting the canned cat food it doesn't taste anything like it smells. I tried it once and almost killed the cats trying to get to the sink to spit it out! It was salty but other than that I have no words for the taste! Just a little note of humor and perhaps a word of warning to other unsuspecting parents. This week, Tuesday, I locked my girls in seperate bathrooms so that I could get a poopy sample from each. I figured the bath room was the best place because the poopy would be easy to find and it was the most convenient place for a quick clean-up. I woke the girls up and locked them in figuring I could wait 15 minutes or so and then go collect my prizes but...as I was cleaning up I heard a things falling and crashing but before I could respond I heard Steven calling "IRENA, GET IN HERE!!!". My first thought was that something had happened to one of my baby's. I ran into the bedroom and what to my wondering eyes should appear but my bathroom.. RANSACKED!!! I don't know how she managed it but somehow that little wench got on the sink vanity, jumped (I guess) up to the medicine cabinet (although it is standard height and the doors were closed) and cleaned everything off the first two shelves before her evil plot was foiled! How she managed this I will never know but it looked like the job of a PRO!!! I guess we underestimated her, Judy! [Posted in FML issue 1551]