I'm glad that my wretched doggerel honours you Little Hawk but don't be too enthusiastic or mudders might censor us like they did Chuck and Toes. To tell you the truth, you were the only three syllable animal name that I could think of that fit the line. That's the edited version. Originally I wrote 'Where the kat and the Little Hawk pray' but I didn't want to be too mean. I went to see Rick last week on your urging and you weren't there. We had a good talk between sets. I'm coaching soccer this coming Wedneday, a playoff game for a team that includes the daughter of Orillia's crop circle expert, Colin McKim. You should come and psych up the team before you go to see Rick. Or you could get them pumping with a riff from one of your twelve harmonicas.