Bangin' out licks on a Sitar. Rockin'. Angel, you want to save street animals?! Take a gander at Kallje and myself. It would be a blessing if the neigbhor's Yugo backed over us. I mean we're only a couple days away from becoming tennis racquets as is. At least Kalje has a set of wheels to get around. I have to stick my tongue on someone's muffler. Yes, I'm kidding, I myself adopted a wayward coyote. Man, that put a stop to the neighbor cats poopin' in my kids sand box. Also returning the "Lost Cat" is real easy. Willie's poop fit neatly in one Glad sandwich bag. I think I'll have to turn him back "to the wild" though, I got a letter from the local Vet complaining the neighborhood whas experiencing a rash of constipated kitties. It's not MY fault Willie is so friendly and gets a little too frisky at times. I mean, he LOVES cats.