It's about time! Draconis finally decided to emerge from under his hammock two days ago and declare to the nation his intentions to run through the tank and drive me batty! After gorging himself on all the crix I had gutloaded last night, and a healthy portion of greens to go with it, he let go one of the stinkiest bombs I have ever had the misfortune of cleaning up after, and started running through the tank. I immediately set up one of my fleece pullovers in the glass window near the computer (we have about an inch of ice on the roads right now), and he's there now, basking in what little light is poking through the overcast sky. I'm just happy he came out of it nice and sparky!!!!

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Dl