i fugot the treats. though she use to pose for free, now, since i started treating her more for what she does and doesn't do rather than for just for being who she is she gets annoyed and i feel like a bait'n switcher saying i'll gladly give you treats later, i would now, if i could, but see i can't, because i fugot, but i would...and so on, and she's like it's not about should or could or would, it's about what you do, what are you a poletician? you know they always say the roads in heaven are paved with gold and america is heaven and god smiles on the u.s. and come to find guns, thugs, and potholes, gnome sane, so next time bring the treats k. when we got home i said i fugot lu's treats can you give her some? and he said sure thing—stay warm, and i said without thinking i never said it before—stay sane.