I had a recent incident with my lovely little ones that leads me to believe they are logging on and reading the FML while I am at work. I think all this talk about killing and eating live animals has stirred something in them. I would appreciate it if ya'll would be careful of the ideas you plant in their naive little minds. I was honored the other morning with the presentation, in my bed, of a semi- concious field mouse. I can't figure out where they got it from and why the little guys decided to bless me with it, everyone else was up and about while I was the only one sleeping in. Well, I tell ya, when it dawned on me what the little gift was, I leapt over the end of the bed without evening touching the brass footboard. Well, I guess I'd better go change my password (How did they ever guess it was FUZZY?) before they learn more things to experience. Roberta Maine [Posted in FML issue 2329]