Thanks, Andrew, those are some great and mean ideas. Unfortunately, revenge of any kind won't do. We really do need a permanent solution. As long as she is breathing and can talk (moan and complain) she's a menace to all living things and needs to become no longer extant. On the way-too-bad side, of her 10 siblings, 7 lived past 90 and, at present, there is nothing (medically) wrong with her at all.

Maybe the winter will be way bad and she will finally fall---in the snow---and we won't find her until the spring. Maybe we won't even remember to look for her then!

But you know what? I bet you she'd still be alive and, eventually, make a full recovery.

They can't prosecute Voodoo, can they?

n.b. I AM waiting for my M100's, so this really isn't a derailment. "Oh(m) I can't stand it. I wish they'd arrive already." There, back on track.

Last edited by BobKay; 10/23/13 05:41 AM.

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