Crewella

How on earthh did you learn what part of my "last name is?" ( My husband's last name is one of those, but I shouldn't divulge which one.

So if I am one of the "Jones or Smiths", then you must be the other one, right?

And Fancy, as Crewella put it, " Keeping up with the JOnes and Smiths' idea is most unwise when the JOnes( AND the Smiths) are nuts!", That is not a "tought nut to crack, esp if you have a few squirrels around or a good ole fashioned Nutcracker.

It does seem everytime I adopt out a Pleo, ( Gumble to Kat, and Ugobe to Talon, and then just recently Bleu to her as well,) that part of my brain that is supposed to be rational, gets taken over by the primitive part that kicks into overdrive, with Mothering instincts, and I must admit I am suffering from (EPNS) " Empty Pleo Nest Syndrome". : It is well known by Pleo Enthusiasts worldwise, that there is only one sure fire cure, that is to bring home more Pleos, and since I adopted out Three of my babies, I had to replace them .....( In fact I fell off the wagon this week, and early this morning, like 4:00 a.m, I bought another poor Pleo nobody was bidding on, I couldn't have him get his little feelings hurt, with not a single bid and only two hours left. You have no idea what that can do for the Pleo Mind,,,and self esteem to say the least!

Well, I put my low bid in and went back to sleep, not thinking another thought of winning this little guy, but thought I would get the bids going and he wouldn't go so cheap as to make him or her feel "cheap and unworthy"

........Well, I got up about three hours later and when checking my email, there was that message from ebay saying, " Please pay for your item........ :oOh my Goodness. I was surprised I won that little guy....It would not have happened, I would not have even seen him If a certain cat ( who will remain nameless.

( You know who you Are DINTA...

..) had woken me up from a semi sound sleep at 3:55 a.m. When I am woken up at a time like this, the first thing I do is to turn on the tv. and if there is nothing on, then I go to the computer. Well nothing on the Boob Tube, so off to the computer to check on my selling of batteries.( that is the story I allways use anyway...

) and somehow my left hand kept typing in Pleo, Pleo, Pleo, no matter how many times I slapped it till it was senseless and silly, Pleo still showed up on the screeen. Well the rest is history, now it seems I have not one not two, but Three more Pleos showing up at my doorstep in the next week.
WolfBob, I am surprised at you, you must know by now that Scruffy has an addiction, and it sounds like it is out of control, I am glad you are giving him some Ultimatiums and the battery restriction is an excellent place to start. But do not stop there and never underestimate the power of the Computer and the power of Addictions. Addiction is addiction and Scruffy has it bad, and I have it bad. and so do many of us here on the forums . You can call it anything you want, but when you start arranging your work schedule, your bedtime, your free time, your vacations and even your meal time around Pleos, ( or those of you with "Scruffy type Dogs... :") then it is time to draw the line....Scruffy either needs his own account, or you better lock up your computer when you are not using it. I hate to say this, but perhaps Scruffy needs to go to a PAA or ERSA meeting to get his addiction under control.( Everyone knows PAA is Pleos Annonomous addictions...( Now don't look at me in the same way you look at Scruffy, I am a entrpeneur of Pleos, and it is to keep the Redwoods Pleo township, they have to have a certain population to qualify for state grants, etc.

Yes, it is true.
RWM