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		That's Hobo, yep, I named him. He's not ours. Warren found him wandering around the Cricket and Qwest buildings today in the storm. He wanted me to call the Humane Society, but I was having none of that. I didn't wanna risk someone not calling in time and them putting him to sleep. :-(   So, we went and got him. He was soaking wet, scared, starving and shaking. I called the Humane Society to tell them I have him, and to ask for other suggestions as to what I should do. So I put a free FOUND ad in the Statesman, and Warren is going to print up flyers that I made. We'll find his owners and if we don't, I'm sure someone will want him. The boys are having a ball with him. He's a bit skitish, but lovable, and is quite happy all warm and dry with a full tummy. The boys know he isn't permanent, I've made that clear, but for the time being we're making him feel at home.  I feel just awful for whoever lost him. Hopefully between the ad and the flyer, his owners will turn up. Anyway, that's our latest news. Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea. - Robert A. Heinlein