Sara, notorious for eating odd/nasty things (ie bein' a dog--ha! I can say that since I'm on the cat forum, right? ), was sitting in the living room with dad and I. She *y*a*w*n*e*d* GREAT big and I told her I could see daylight pouring out of her ears, nose, and under her stubby tail. As soon as she closed her mouth I heard (in a gruff-houndy-doggie voice), "Yeah but at least you don't see no damn jingle bell."

Fathers.

LOL