On 8/10/05, William Robb, discombobulated, unleashed: >When we morphed it into a two story house, he would only go down one flight >of stairs to find a litter box. If he started out from the second floor, it >was the living room that got shat or peed in. >I expect the poor fellow ended up in that big film processor in the sky. >I still feel somewhat badly about it, but I couldn't have him wrecking my >hardwood.
Ahhh. Understood. You're quite a 'dog' bloke aren't you? My cats would have sat on the design panel, advocating their needs accordingly before even a grain of wood had been cut. (Better stop before you-know-what happens ;-) Cheers, Cotty ___/\__ || (O) | People, Places, Pastiche ||=====| http://www.cottysnaps.com _____________________________
