*whips out robe and pipe* yes, it was the year year 2003 if I recall right, I was but in the third grade. I remember looking on my bookshelf for something to read and much to my surprise I found a copy of 'nine lives, book three' by lucy daniels. since it was (from what I could tell from the cover art) about cats, I picked that ***** up and read it to shit. I recall finishing it on the way to our destination on a feild trip to some sort of museum. *puffs on pipe* yes, those were the days... *reminices, puts pipe away, keeps robe*