The Dainty Darling Dove had me in shock today. She said that she might be "pregnant" again and began asking me about what we should name the baby if it's a boy. After a meeting of the burnt out neurons, we kinda settled on Patton and Calhoun. Hopefully though, she's just going through a false pregnancy and nether name will have to be used. We have two cats already and I don't think neither Sherman or Winston are ready to welcome a bratty baby brother to our humble abode.