Climb aboard lassie, I'll look after ye until the vet cures your ill's... They better look after ye, we enjoy your company in the Tavern.. Just think of the party we'll throw fer ye when ye are better...I will spread a nice blanket on me lap and here's alittle pillow fer ye.. There, anything ye need just bark lass and someone'll run and get it... Yours, Aye. Dave (the ancient watchdog)