Hey Cinder, It's me Hannah!

Listen, Girlfriend, you gotta watch your Dad. If he is anything like my Mom, he's about to go off the DEEP EDGE with this waiting for Stray to make the stinkies, especially now that it is cold and snowy and every time he takes the little critter out, he has to put on the coats and boots and stuff. If you find him crying in the bathroom, you gotta go up to him and give him lots of kissies. That gets them back on track for awhile anyways. I won't explain how I know all this, just let's say it goes back to my yoot when I had issues about when and where to do my business.

I think if the Stray really did have a plug in him, he'd be upchucking his krunchies. Before Tucker came to live with us, (this was after he was a stray and was in this other home where they decided not to keep him) he got into undigestibles and got plugged up pretty good. Anyways he kept bringing stuff up out the front on a pretty steady basis. The vet had to open him up and clean him out. They found candy wrappers and dental floss and the Vet found him $800.00. Just kidding, that Vet guy saved his sorry ass and Mom gets all teary eyed thinking about what happened to her *Baby Boy* before he came to our house.

Anyways Cinder, unlike me, I know you actually WANT a brother, so I won't try to dissuade you, but you watch out, them boys know all about being all lovey dovey and oh, so devoted. We'll talk later, Girlfriend!

[This message has been edited by RachelJ (edited January 27, 2001).]

[This message has been edited by RachelJ (edited January 27, 2001).]