Fourteen years ago I was trying to sunbathe out in the yard. Slapped on the baby oil, grabbed my towel, found a little piece of grass and laid down. All of a sudden I felt something warm and fuzzy at my side. I jumped up to find a gray and white cat laying next to me on the towel. This was the most pathetic looking cat I ever seen. You could count every rib as well as both hip bones. Apparently my daughter must have been looking out the window, cuz when I came in the house she started apologizing. She said she felt bad for the cat so she was feeding it cat food (we already had three cats). She told me to look at the cats eyes they were the prettiest color green and so big. They were so big cause she was so skinny. She had the extra toes was grey and while, so my daughter named her Mittens. We all no the pattern: feed a cat and it'll never leave. My plan: go to work tomorrow, get a copier paper box with lid, go home for lunch while my daughter is at school, grab the cat, stash it in the box, take it to the animal shelter. My daughter will never miss it. Got home at lunch cat was nowhere to be found. Plan B: Go home after work, find cat, still have time to take it to the pound before she gets home from school. Got home, no cat. Didn't know my daughter was getting out of school early that day. Found her upstairs crying her eyes out. When I asked her what was wrong, she said: Mom, please don't be mad at me Mitten's came running up the driveway with something in her mouth and ran in the garage with it. I thought it was a rabbit, so I covered it with a towel to take it out of the garage. When I grabbed it, it started meowing. When I looked in the towel it was a kitten. Mom, please don't be mad at me. I didn't know." We made her a box and left the garage door open. By morning she had brought us three kittens total. We fixed the garage up as a playground, and had a kitten fest all summer. Well all good things must come to an end. September came and she went off to college, but made me promise to keep the older kitten who had trouble walking on her paws, she walked on her elbows. My son liked the runt, and I liked the siamese. We decided to keep the oldest because we figured nobody would want her. As she got older though her legs straighened out. When she stands for too long now she'll pick one up then the other, like they hurt. When I had her spayed the vet removed some of the extra toes. She had two paws at the end of each leg. I found a home for the siamese, but when it came time for the woman to pick him up I couldn't part with him. To make a long story short we kept the "whole famn damily." We lost Mittens a few years back to a mammary cyst that burst, and the siamese to kidney failure. Bear and Boa were 14 on July 4th. Bear is my baby. She picked me, I didn't pick her. Boa walks with a limp now due to arthritis in her shoulder, but I wouldn't give them away for a million bucks. They are old ladies but we still call them "the kittens." My future s-i-l can get over how playful (and spoiled) they are. Bear loves turkey breast and I buy her a pound at the deli every week. My son knows to keep his hand off her turkey. Boa loves milk and whipped cream. So every week she gets a fresh can of whipped cream. I used to grow them catnip in the yard, but it attracted every stray cat for miles. I keep saying when they're gone, that's it, no more animals. But cats always seem to find me. Jenny

No sorry I wish! I only half trust my girl, of course I got her at five years of age and she was a kennal dog, but I don't trust her 100% I'm sure Barnay is leaps and bounds ahead of her. she has came to get me once in two years! It took her a year to be where I don't have to watch her 24/7 it used to be I would turn my back and see her coming back into the room and I knew she ran out and messed it took seconds on her part! He should have better control then something five pounds, my moms skipper/Chihuahua cross is about 15 and he has really good control and is 100% trustworthy of course she leaves him pee pads when she is gone for more then a few hours. We are down to a opps about every three months but I make her go out a LOT and only if I'm too busy does the opps happen but she never says hey I need to go potty :( she tells me when her balls get lost, Does Barnay have a thing for tiny balls with bells? all the paps I know go nuts for the cat toys. paps and most toy Dogs are very possessive of their people and have dominate personailtys that can play into potty training. other then crate train and have them out when you can watch them. Chi-chi sticks to my side like super glue if she is not in eye sight she is getting in the trash or pottying inside. My sister has gaven her the nick name... The defecating treasure seeker....... so you get the idea.....lol! what a show name huh? With chi-chi she HATES going outside with out me she flat out refused so as stupid as it sounds I had to have a few knock out drag out fights and be the leader so when I point out the door she goes, she is so sweet but she hated the thought of leaving me as she was alone in a kannel for five years she thinks my husband is a joke and if i'm gone she feels like she can mess in the house so he has had to step up and be the boss but it's so hard as she is so KOOT!!!! and stubren she don't give in easy lol. so with her it's part of a leadership thiing, she is a ture toy very possessive and she trys to rule the house and tell my husband he can't come into the same room as her and mommy if she is in my lap so I don't hold her in my lap all the time as she gets too bad and nippy yippy growly, she should know she is a doggy and not the lap police!

Carol, go to the Corel Site.... Corel Home Click on the word 'Community' on the blue bar across the top of the page. Click on 'Tutorials' left side menu. Click on Paint Shop Pro Scroll down, you will find PSPX....PSP 9....PSP8 tutorials Joy

As for what comes first, the art or the chandelier.  Not sure, but my first thought is that the chandelier position will be based on the table, meaning the bottom part of the chandelier will only be x to y inches above the table.  Heres an article that helps explain range and how to adjust based on ceiling height... https://www.tidbitsandtwine.com/chandelier-height-above-table/#:~:text=For a 9-foot ceiling,in proportion with the room.