I have a headcold/sore throat ("no voice! no voice!" the parents rejoice ) and have only been up about a total of 4-5 (non-consecutive) hours. What a pleasure to find there's a treat-monster in the making!

As for the accident , guess Rachel said it best... he's gotta make a mistake to know it's a mistake. He seems to be a smart, sensitive guy... hopefully no more puddles from here on out, if for no other reason than to keep his feelings from getting hurt.

A round of treats on me, then I'm headed back to bed! Not even bothering with work tomorrow, I don't think.

Nighters to all of Phred's Fluffies ... and Phred, too, of course!