OK, for a complete thread hi-jack (not that this thread was going anywhere without a hi-jack):
. . . . I am a professional cat herder . . .
My cat herding story:
In about 1983, I was newly married and livng in a mobile home adjacent to a log cabin. We were remodeling the cabin with the intention of moving into it. I was recovering from knee surgery and on crutches. We had a chest freezer in the log cabin due to the limited space in the mobile home. We owned several cats.
One night, while on crutches, I was getting something from the freezer in the log cabin. Cats had followed me into the log cabin. As I was leaving, I tried in vein to get all the cats out of the log cabin. This was a very difficult task on crutches. I was very frustrated and cursing loudly, when my wife reminded me that the cracks between the logs in the cabin were much larger than the cats (
i.e., the log cabin was not cat tight). DOH!
[I will admit it was probably funnier if you were there.]
