Maybe we should re-name this thread Cathouse Sunday. My mother called her house a cathouse--she was forever picking up stray animals, cats, dogs, raccoons (you need to know how to pick up a full grown raccoon? I'm your little old lady--the one with the welders gauntlets), rats, mice, snakes(I told her I better not find another snake in the bathroom--with or without a cage), possum, turtles of several species, fish(live, not fried), insects, even humans--you name it, my Mom would take it home.....I guess we all have our Mom stories....I forgot the incident over the black goat named(with just cause) Lucifer...But that's another story, involving BBQ and a sumac tree.......