Yo, BOB, did he walk backwards after that? Just funnin', don't mind the ol' bobert. Actually, I had a dog as a kid that came home one night with his inards... ahhh... outwards and so we took the poor dog to the vet who stuffed everything that looked usefull back inside him and preceeded to sew up an 8 inch hole. The danged dog lived another 10 years and chased cars until the day he died. Now, it don't get no better than that for a car chasin' hound...