Jo Firey wrote:

Very glad to hear that and hope it works well. When we got out first Siamese, we
learned that one of his brothers had fallen down some stairs and died. Still make me
sad to think of it. They were in Alaska (summer time) and when we picked Sam up, he
and his litter mates were happily gnawing on the hindquarter of a caribou in the
garage.

A DEAD caribou, I assume? (Can't imagine a live one ignoring all those
feline teeth!)