Ahhhhh, a few days off burning up comp time. Some think going to work at 4am sucks, I say not going to work at 4am sucks when you have a day off and still get up at 3:30. Evidently the dogs bowels don't take days off and that lazy, and I must add beautiful for my own safety, wife of mine can sleep through it. In her defense, having the Sasquatch she married tromping around has given her cause to rise and take to the treadmill. This works for me as her anger is vented and when she's done she's too tired to pummel me. Now all I must absorb is a little verbal reprimand as I offer her a freshly brewed cup of coffee. Forsooth, she smiles and allows me another day in the Kingdom of Crippen.