I picked up our new puddy late yesterday from the SPCA, a little 2-lb. ball of orange striped fluff that we have given the name Timbit. (Only fellow Canucks and a very few privileged Yanks will undersand the reference.) The current kings of the household, Murphy and Omar, don't quite know how to deal with the fuzzy ball of energy yet, but I did witness Timbit chasing Murphy-the-13-lb-coward this morning. Needless to say, I didn't get all that much sleep last night. Welcome to the family, Timbit!