Raccoon threw up his paws and yelled at the top of his lungs....sputter, sputter, he almost coughed up a fur ball...what the heck happened? I've dressed in a tuxedo, my fur is groomed better than the rest. I don't have bad breath, I pop a salty almond every day....I attended her fashion show....I sat here with Gretta and listened to her grump about her waistline...I even picked strawberries for her! I woke her up when she missed Bebe waving at her in that poot-poot machine...what the heck? I even helped her bandage her rump when that chunk was taken! I shared my pizza way back when...I thought I was going to NOWHERE with her and she takes off with GARBO. What the heck, I'll give $50 bucks (if I had it) to the nuthead that can tell me where did I go wrong...I loved her first!