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Hey everybody, my callsign is my initials. So Mike is the first name, Dominic is the second, and Rocca is the last. I haven't really come up with any mnemonic for it. It's my initials, I mean how unique and ordinary is that? Anyway, so today's my Tuesday, everybody else's Monday. So for me, the week is already 40% over, and I'm happy about that. I'm heading home from work as we speak. Not a whole lot going on. I did a PM on a train today, worked on some doors and some other little bits and pieces of the train, and turned it over to the next crew that gets to play with it after I'm gone. And maybe there will be a little left to fix tomorrow when I get back, hopefully not. Hopefully they took care of everything, but you never know. Anyway, my critter report. So my little furry terrors are all ready for their new homes. If anybody wants a kitten, look me up on QRZ and send me an email. I have eight adorable furry little terrors. They are ten weeks old. This Thursday they'll be ten weeks old. And they are litter box trained. They are adorable. They eat solid foods and everything else, just like a kitten of ten weeks old should. And I haven't gotten them all counter trained yet. I'm working on that. They still will find a way to get up on the counters. They are getting better about not, which is the goal. So far the hits of the water bottle have been puffed their fur up, which is absolutely hilarious watching them do that. These guys have yet to start playing with the water bottle. Now I did have a cat that thought the water bottle was a new toy. Did not care about getting wet, loved getting sprayed, and liked playing with it. So using it as a method of discipline didn't work. It didn't work at all. It was play time for him. But he's not with us anymore. And as much as I would love to keep all eight of these little fur balls, I've got to let him go. I have too many cats as it is. Anyway, that's all I've got for tonight. This is K1 on the PR returning it to the net.