Maggie is a lovely girl. Her fetching interest reminds me of a roommate's cat (well, actually he was keeping the cat for another friend whose dorm was not cat-friendly) loved to fetch champagne corks. The kitty was a tortoiseshell named Gossamer Beynon Smith (Gossie) after the character from Dylan Thomas's *Under Milkwood*. Gossie was a rather wild young lady, and she also loved to hunt vulnerable toes in the middle of the night. And then often you would wake up to find a champagne cork plopped on the pillow in front of your face and glowing emerald green eyes staring at you intently. She would tap you on the face if you didn't throw the cork for her. And she liked to fetch repeatedly, too. Good thing that in those days, we were more free-floating as far as times when we got up in the morning, so interruptions to our sleeping patterns weren't as troubling as they would be today. Thanks for the memory, Maggie, and enjoy being yourself, as you sound like a very special and beloved kitty.