I am assured the action about to be described will result in no disruption of POSTS…..The scene… I am lying on the kitchen floor.. Daddog questions “what’s in your mouth?” nothin I respond… NUTTIN-A ( blazeing Saddles REF) a chase ensues and I am bribed to Open my Mouth… where upon the Plastic bottom of Daddogs Mouse drops from My mouth..what ever happened to…No harm No foul… Hey the Mouse still works… this is the kind of crap I have to endure