Had to share a couple of stories. Our newest two, Scully and Genie, must have been born with Energizer batteries in them. We've dubbed Genie (Houdini Genie) the "Flying Wombat". She takes leaps from anywhere to land on whatever catches her fancy, and this can include sinks, dressers, pant legs, or backs. Scully prefers to climb your leg or just cart things around. This all takes place between the three girls (Kit, Genie, Scully) chasing each other, poor Socks, the cats, or us! One evening I heard something, and found that Genie had figured out how to get from the tub to the toilet seat (it is ALWAYS closed on pain of death to the person who would leave it up) to the bathroom sink. This prompted an emergency removal of everything! So, here's the cinnamon Wombat trying to remove the sink stopper! I closed the sink, and of course, that was an even bigger frustration for her. I started to gently run water into the basin, and it then became a total comedy. Here's Genie, hanging by her back feet on the towel and sink top, her head and front half in the water. She's bouncing her head under water and her tail is beating a tattoo on the sink top! The other three are looking at me like I've lost my mind because I'm leaning against the door just cracking up. This past Saturday I decided it was time to wrap Christmas presents. The fuzz kids watched from their cage (I was wise, I wasn't turning them out to help me). Well, I got the SO's and the kid's presents wrapped, then opened the door while doing the rest of them. In waltzes my husband, and he proceeds to bend down and let the troops loose! (Found out later he was hoping they'd find his gifts and open them up for him). Socks got his raisins and the rest proceeded to terrorize the cats. Suddenly, I got "the visitation". Kit grabbed the tape and took off, and I had paper bouncing up and down from Genie & Scully. Paper rolls became possessed, tags and pens were moving. Socks was still begging raisins. Our daughter came into the room then, and it was like 5 little kids then. Believe it or not, though, all was done without harm to the fuzzies, other than Kit just couldn't understand why she wasn't allowed off the bed with the unopened tape roll. Gave her the white roll when it was empty, and she carted it off to their "stash". Socks, by the way, knows exactly where the raisins are. Rebecca, Larry(I tried), and Sara(Mom, open the door) Socks (I don't care what anybody else is doing, just gimme the raisins) Kit (I'm beautiful, I'm lovely, HEY, give me back that tape roll) Genie (Let's see, the wind is at 1 knot, the distance is 2 feet, I think I can make it......) Scully (Your sweatpants are great for climbing, and by the way, watch me lad on that paper there on the bed) Chewie, Dribble, & Sarabi (You know, don't you, we cats are the ones who are supposed to play in the paper.....) ======================= Rebecca McFarlane Secretary Basic Medical Sciences School Veterinary Medicine Purdue University West Lafayette, IN 47907-1246 Phone: 765-494-8632 Fax: 765-494-0781 [Posted in FML issue 2495]