This morning I got up to take a shower, and my husband had left the bathroom door open, so I yawned and scratched and stumbled into the bathroom, when I realized I was stepping on something unfamiliar. I looked down. The *whole* floor was covered with swathes and swathes of toilet paper, and the newly installed roll was completely bare. Of course, the little conspirators, who had been dooking around my feet when I got up, all dissappeared quite mysteriously. It must be a new FLO plan to teach their hooman beans not to close off areas like the bathroom to them. Also, I took Obelix back to the pet store where we got him to get a few new toys and a harness/lead --- he's the quietest of the bunch so he's the one who came along. One of the girls who worked there spent half an hour with me trying several different kinds of harnesses on him, most of which he slipped out the moment we let him down, but finally we settled on a blue leather harness that fit exactly right. I took him to the park afterwards, and he had a ball snorkeling through the tall grass and playing fetch (well, sort of) with one of the tinkly toys we had gotten. After a while though, he got tired of running around and actually climbed into my purse and went to sleep! Wonders never cease. [Posted in FML issue 1528]