OH Johna what a day you had. Boy someday maybe my mom will not crate me when she is gone and I'll be able to use the phone book to order a pizza, of course I'll have to call a taxi--no delivery in the country. And because I have a little brother it may be a while longer than I thought, because you know I would tease him being "all crated up". But hey good for you and you must have given them the soulful eyes, or dads shoes weren't that important. Keep up the good work ----Tucker