Arrrgh, I am contributing to my own demise everytime I post. As I said in the thread title I really don't want to leave but man this is democracy in action.

If enough want me to go then so be it. I don't mind packing up my pitifully few belongings in a little red handkerchief and with a small sigh, walk out into the cold,wet,dark (I never liked the dark even as a pup) February night. Treading the hard northern streets looking for a kennel to call my home. No more friendly pats in the Mudcat tavern, no more love notes from Spaw. But if thats the consensus, far be it from this cold, wet, tired old dog to stay where is isn't wanted.

That should get em in the conditioned reflex.

Spot the (cold, wet but brave with large warm brown eyes) Dog