Ah, right.... [winces at memories of assorted siblings and their unique wake-up methods...]

The ningen tells me it's cootchiecootchiecoo where she lives, rather than woodgie...

And raw mouse, I think. That way I have the choice of cooking method (or not, depending on mood...) And speaking of ham-hams... The ningen's mate was watching The Vicar of Dibley the other night (the ningen wasn't, she's not a Dawn French fan...), and one of the characters apparently opined that Noah (some sort of ancient conservationist?) was a baka: he'd let slide the opportunity to get rid of all the useless creatures in the world - lice, moths, rats, hamsters....

[smirk]