Playtime with Mommy!!

We are still at Saturday, Jan 26, 2008

Shasta, as described in earlier postings, gets 15 mins to run around outside in this dog run. I have to book it 2 days in advance. The people here are really nice and if I don't have a slot, if something is not being used, they would inform me and I can still bring him out for a run.

I have managed to book one for everyday I have been there.

He is still very interested in playing with the toy you see on the video, however, unlike in SF where he could possibly play for hours on end. He gets exhausted after 10 mins or so here in Singapore. And then he pants for the next 45 mins.

I can literally count on my fingers the number of times he has actually sat down and not want to play anymore, but EVERY DAY here, he has played for under 10 mins and not want to play anymore. One of the days, he sat in front of the gate. The other days, he just sits/lays down and doesn't want to run after the toy anymore. THE HEAT AND THE HUMIDITY.

Mommy's first visit to SAQS

SATURDAY, JAN 26, 2008:

Jessica visits Shasta for the first time at SAQS. 

Shasta has no been eating very much and one of the few tricks we have is to feed him wet food mixed in with the dry food. 

Before we go to SAQS, we stop by a pet shop to buy some wet food.

Trick works and for the first time since he has arrived at SAQS, he finishes the entire bowl of dry food.

I will have to continue doing this for the rest of his stay here... I think.

I'm not too savvy with this blog thing so I am posting 1 video clip at the time. This posting is when Jessica is feeding him. The next posting is when we are out playing with him.

Enjoy!

Feeding Shasta

Wednesday, Jan 23, 2008

I posted some pictures on the previous posting, I'm now trying something new by posting a video clip.

If this works, I will post more.

SAQS

Sembawang (pronounced serm-bah-wung) Animal Quarantine Station (SAQS) will be the new home for Shasta for the next 30 days.

Visiting Hours are:

Mon - Fri: 4-6p
Sat: 2-6pm
Sun & Public Holidays: Closed



4pm, Jan 22, 2008.
My first visit to SAQS. Shasta was transported here from the airport probably around noon.
I had to "check in" when I arrived at SAQS. I was given a handout which contained "rules" (which is something I definitely have to get used to in Singapore... everything has RULES) for my visits at SAQS.
Earlier, before I got there, Jessica had inform me about something regarding booking time slots for runs. I wasn't quite sure what she was talking about. So, I enquired about it. I was told that I could book a 15 min time slot so that Shasta could go out for a run in a fence enclosed dog run (see picture). One can only book these time slots a maximum of 2 days in advance. Since today was his first day there, he did not have a time slot, however, if there was an available slot, they would inform me and I could take him out for a run. There were also no available slots for the next day (wednesday) but I reserved one for Thursday.

Honestly, I had a preconceived idea of what this "quarantine place' was going to look like, and it was not very pretty. I envisioned this place to be run down, dogs in under size cages just waiting their time of 30 days to be done. Pet owners keeping their poor pets company in a confined area. I don't know. It just didn't look pretty in my mind.
I was VERY mistaken. This place is NICE!! Granted, it is not home and will never be, however, it is much nicer than the kennel in SF that we place Shasta in when we are both out of town. That place in SF, Petcamp, charges US$42/day (current conversion of US$1 = S$1.43). They place the dog in a CAGE that is not very big, and the dogs get to come out and roam twice a day for an hour at a time. SAQS charges S$600+ for 30 days in a non air-conditioned room and S$900+ for 30 days in a air-conditioned room, which works out to be about S$30 and change per day. It is a steal.
SAQS places the dogs in a room about 4ft by 6ft and has at least 10ft ceilings. Jessica had selected an air-conditioned room (obviously) for Shasta and I was surprised that each room had it's own air conditioning unit. Yes, one air condition unit per 4x6 room. The facilities were extremely clean and the staff are extremely nice. A very big departure from most other customer facing businesses in Singapore.
I have to say I was very pleasantly surprised.

When I first saw Shasta, he was very excited. He couldn't stop running around in circles. Not even 5 mins into my visit, a gentleman whom I believe is in charge of all the kennels, opens the door and informs me that if I want to take Shasta for a walk, there is a dog run available right now. DEFINITELY... I put a leash on, grab his favorite toy and off we go to the dog run.

He does his business and then we play for a few moments. He is not used to the weather and not even 5 mins later, he is done. He sits by the entrance and refuses to play no more. I have NEVER experienced this with him in SF. I believe the only person who might have experienced something similar to this was Jon when he took Shasta along for a jog. Otherwise, if we are just playing with his toy, he has never not wanted to play, and definitely not after 5 mins. So, I bring him back to the room and he is panting like he just ran 5 miles with Jon. I'm not kidding. And this day was a cloudy day, in fact, it had rained in other parts as I was traveling here.
LOL... Jessica says that it is just like me.
Well, since that episode was short, we proceed with the next thing. I had bought him some treats and so we started with that. I spent about an hour and a half there with him and that was the first day at the "quarantine place".

The above pictures were not taken on the first day. They were taken on the second visit to SAQS on Wednesday, Jan 23, 2o08.

More updates later....

Quarantine

I did not sleep the first night I got into Singapore. I was having a conversation with my Mom up till almost 4am. After that, I updated the blog. And before I knew it, it was time to head off to the airport cargo complex where AVA (refer to previous posting) is located. Shasta was supposed to be at the AVA place at 8am when I got there. 

This cargo complex is a high security area. Goods that are imported into Singapore arrive here and have to be cleared through customs. So, one has to present identification and sign in and get a pass before entering into the facilities. This is not a small place. There are many buildings in the cargo complex and the size of the total area could possibly be bigger than the airport itself. The AVA building is just one of the many buildings in the cargo complex (also now known as the airfreight center... or something to that effect).

8am sharp. I arrive at the AVA building. To my disappointment, Shasta is not there. SATS has not delivered him yet. I urge the person speaking with me to call SATS. He spends about 5-10 mins on the phone and finally tells me that they are bringing Shasta across right now. When I ask how long. He says he doesn't know. I sense I am not getting any more info out of him, so, I sit quietly and wait. I have to keep reminding myself that we are in Singapore right now, where customer service is not anything I have grown accustomed to.

About 20 mins later, a vehicle pulls up with a crate in the back. I see no dog!!! Another person at the AVA building tells the vehicle to pull up to the side of the building and tells me to follow him. He leads me to a room that has the door I just entered through and also another bigger door which actually leads to the outside of the building. When he opens the door, I see, through the sides of the crate (which is not very clear) a black object moving inside. At least he is alive.

The person that has just escorted me to the room turns around to me and asks me if I have a leash. I say I do and take it out. He then points to the side of the building and tells me that I can take Shasta back to that area so he can run around for a while. 

Shasta looks confused. He wags his tail when he sees me,  but he still looks confused.

I put the leash on and take him to the area I have been assigned. He runs up to the grass and pees for like 5 mins. I'm beginning to wonder if he actually peed in the crate. Can a dog hold their pee for more than 24hrs? He then takes a dump. And then he pees again. And he takes yet another dump. And he pees yet again. I'm now convinced he probably didn't pee at all in the last 24hrs (even though Jessica tells me it is not possible).

I had asked the guy earlier for water and he appears with a dog bowl and fills it with water. Shasta drinks up the entire bowl of water. I go to refill the bowl and he drinks the second bowl up too!!! Ok, this is now completely confusing me. He has not drank and peed or pooped for 24 hrs? If dogs could only talk... right?

When we are done with all the above, I bring him back into the room to feed him some cheese (his favorite human food. On second thoughts, his favorite human food is ANY human food...). The guy from earlier comes in to the room and tells me that when I am done with him, I should put him back into the crate and then go back to the front counter to complete some "inspection" paperwork. He goes on to say to take my time. He also says not too feed Shasta too much as he is going to be transported to the quarantine center.  I feed Shasta a few pieces of cheese and then bring him outside to walk again. He poops and pees again!!! He drinks some more water. I think he is confused as to why it is so hot and humid. 

He sees a butterfly and looks absolutely confused, he doesn't attempt chasing it and just watches it. It is very different from when he sees a moth and begins trying to snap at it in SF. Interesting.

When he is done, we have spent about 20 mins together. I put him back into the crate which he enters VERY reluctantly and then starts to whine. I gather my things and head out to the front counter to complete my paperwork. This place is supposed to do an inspection of Shasta and then certify him so that he can enter the country as an "import". I don't quite know what the inspection consists of, but no one has even come within 5 ft of Shasta but apparently he is inspected and ready to enter the country. I get an import certificate which I'm supposed to declare to customs on the way out. There has also been a value placed on him so that I can declare that value to the customs and they may have to collect GST (similar to sales tax in certain parts of the US, also know as Goods and Services Tariff (I think?) here in Singapore. His value is $200 (that's what Jessica told me to declare, but I think after all this trouble, I can do a Mastercard ad... get my drift?) and the GST in Singapore is 7%).

With the import certificate, I head off to the customs checkpoint which is on the way on the drive back out of this facility. I do not have to pay any GST on him. I'm not sure of the rules of when you have to pay GST and when you don't have to. Maybe he is a pet and not technically an import for sale item?? Who knows, but no money spent is a good thing, so, I'm not complaining. I am done and now headed home.

Shasta is going to be transported to the quarantine place at noon and I can go visit him later in the afternoon.

TO BE CONTINUED...

The Last Day

And then I will try to get current. Hey it's hard. There are tons of things to do right now.

SATURDAY, JAN 19, 2008

I think I was the first person amongst all those who had partied the night before to wake up. I know Shonn didn't wake up will past noon!!! I was up at 9am. Took a shower and was back to packing.

There were several people going to come today to clear up what was left in the house.

3pm: Johnnie and Narrisa come over to pick up.... THE TV!! Allen had left his car at my place the night before, so, he had come to pick up his car. And Charlie had stayed over. So, Charlie went to get lunch for all of us including Shonn. Johnnie also took several items from the house which made the house start to really look like I was no longer going to be living there.

I had to make a run to the storage one more time and when I got back, Gill, John and the kids came by to pick up the desk and other miscellaneous items. Auntie Sally also came over to take food stuff that I didn't want to go to waste. By the time they left at around 7:30pm, what was left in any of the cabinets in the kitchen... went into the trash. The house was now left with my luggage (4 pieces), Shasta's crate, a foldaway bed/couch and a bed (which Steven would come by and pick up the next day after I had left) and small items that were still needed to get by today and tomorrow morning. There had been progress but it's hard to empty a house and leave immediately for the airport.

I was supposed to have dinner with Shonn, Troy, Allen and Matt at Matt's place as they watched UFC, however, there were still small items in the house to pick up and I started doing that. The next thing I knew, it was almost 10pm. I called and they said to just come over. So, I went over. They had decided not to order in and so we went out for dinner. We were going to the Hawaiian place on the corner of 19th and Taraval but as we approached that area, we realized that there was a black out, just in that maybe 4-5 block vicinity. So, we went to Shonn and Troy's favorite restaurant down the street... King of Thai.

I didn't want to stay out late as I still needed to take care of Shasta's crate and wake up and feed him and sedate him and stuff so, shortly after 11pm, we parted company. I went to bed shortly after I got home. 

SUNDAY, JAN 20, 2008

This is the day.

It doesn't matter at this point if it was a good idea or not to move back to Singapore. It IS going to happen today.

I am nervous for Shasta. 90% of animals that travel make it. Many make it but suffer some kind of anxiety problems after. Shasta's chance of making it is high, but, then again, who knows?

I feed him and then take him out for a walk. This will possibly be the last time over the next 24 plus hours that he may get to take a regular pee and poop. He will have to it in the crate after he is checked in at the airport. 

I have enlisted the help of Charlie, Matt and Allen to come help me take all the luggage and Shasta and crate to the airport. Matt and Allen show up at 8am. I am almost ready. There are several items that still need to go to storage, but Allen has so kindly volunteered to do that for me. 

We load up and head to SFO.

Everything moves along rather smoothly. It takes us a while to find someone with a flatbed trolley to take Shasta's crate but it wasn't too bad. I have 4 pieces of luggage to check in and pay for the excess luggage charge. Charlie is watching Shasta a few feet behind me. He has to remove Shasta from the crate because the airport staff have to drill holes about 1 inch big in the back of the crate. Apparently, crates have to have holes on all sides and this one did not on the back. It takes 5 people almost 40 mins to figure out how to charge me for Shasta traveling as excess baggage!!! At one point, there were 4 people standing in front of me looking at the computer!!! We finally get all of that done and then I have to take Shasta to a TSA inspection point. It is not the same TSA inspection point as human beings.

At the TSA Inspection point, I am asked to remove Shasta from the crate and the TSA person inspects him and then the crate. After that, when they are convinced I have only a dog in the crate, they whisk him off directly to the plane. I have about 30 mins left to boarding and I go join Charlie, Matt and Allen for breakfast. And then I clear security.

Charlie, Matt and Allen. Once again, a HUGE thank you for your assistance with taking me to the airport and then going back to the house to clear up everything else there. I really, really appreciate your kind assistance!!! Dinner and drinks on me in Singapore!!

I did not get my upgrade and so, I'm in poor man's class on one of the world's worst airline. I'm not looking forward to the flight. They are going to serve me inedible food!!!

Flight was uneventful. In the middle of the first section to Narita, I ask the flight attendants if I can go see Shasta. The answer is expected. No. I'm getting a little worried as the plane shows the outside temperature as -79 degrees F. All I have been told is that Shasta is going to be in the cargo hold. I know that is not going to be -79, however, it can't be 79??? Can it?

Upon arrival in Narita, I ask to see Shasta again and am told that it is not possible. However, they will check on him for me. 

This is what they actually meant: " Sir, your dog is on the plane."

Thanks! Is the dog on the plane dead or alive?? 

They don't know. For the entire hour and a half in transit, I couldn't get anymore information out of them except that Shasta was on the plane. 

Because of my concern about the temperature, I had emailed Jessica when I landed and she managed to find out that livestock is actually kept in a separate cargo hold that has pressurization and heat. That relieved my worries a little. 

On time, I got on my next section to Singapore.

This portion of the flight was equally uneventful. We arrived in Singapore half an hour early. 

There is a bunch of procedures that I need to take care off right now.

United will hand him over to Singapore Airport Terminal Services (SATS). SATS will then have to deliver him to Agri-Food & Veterinary Authority of Singapore (AVA). This usually happens within minutes of the flight landing. However, AVA closes at 10:30pm and the flight's scheduled arrival was 11:59pm. Even though we arrived at 11:30pm, AVA is already closed and I would have to go to the "Lost and Found" section and tell them about Shasta's arrival. I will have to present them with some documents and first thing the next morning at 8am, SATS will deliver him to AVA. I kind of made the lady I was speaking with promise me he would delivered by 8am and she was agreeable with it. I also requested her to get someone to check up on him to see how he was and I was told he is fine. I'm not too sure what "fine" means but as long as he is alive, that's part of the battle won. I collect my luggage and meet up with Jessica and my parents and head back to my parents' place where will be staying the night. Tomorrow is another day of more procedures with Shasta.

Shasta and I have arrived safely in Singapore. The first day in Singapore will be related in a separate posting. As stated in another posting earlier, upon arrival in Singapore, the temperature is 81 degrees F and almost 100% humidity. The fun is about to begin.

Going out with a bang!!!

Friday, Nov 18, 2008

Charlie had planned this going away party for me about 3-4 weeks back. Thanks Chuck!

However, with every event that Charlie plans, there is always that risk that I might not make it back from the event on my own 2 feet. 

Unfortunately, in the last 6-8 weeks, due to some unknown reason, I have been getting my gout attacks a little more frequently than I have for the last year or so. It is extremely uncomfortable flying when you are in pain and I am very sure that the excessive consumption of alcohol is one of the major reasons of my gout. 

I get more anxious by the minute about this evening's going away party. 

In addition, I still have quite a bit of stuff to do and did not want to spend Saturday dragging around. Obviously, Charlie has volunteered to help me out on Sat. But, I'm still nervous with the amount of stuff I still have to get rid off, and preparing the crate for Shasta for the trip and who knows what else.

Well, I tried to get as much done as possible just in case the night turned out to be as I'm envisioning it to be.

Dinner is at 7:00pm (on the evite) but 7:30pm on the reservation. Dinner is at Taraval Okazu Ya and we (Charlie and I, not to mention a few others) have NEVER had good experiences consuming sushi before a night of drinking. NEVER. It has always been a pure waste of money. Sushi in, money out, sushi out.... get it???

Shortly before 4pm, Allen shows up at my place. We are still deciding where to go after dinner. Allen might have some co-workers join us. I continue doing my own stuff while he tries to settle on a place.

5pm, Allen tells Matt to come over and we can carpool. Carpooling is never a good sign for a night out in the town. It is good for going to and from work though...

Matt shows up around 6:30pm. Matt has a conversation with Troy and tells Troy to come over so we can carpool. Carpooling is never a good sign especially as the number of people in the carpool gets larger...

Troy (and I heard the conversation between him and Matt saying that Matt was "at Gavin's place") shows up at Matt's place instead of my place. Good job Troy!! And then he comes over to my place and gets lost and circles the roundabout 3 times before calling us to say he is lost. Good job again Troy.... just kidding.

By the time everyone is at my place, it is slightly past 7pm. I know the reservation is for 7:30pm but not everyone else does. So, we head over to Taraval Okazu Ya. Charlie had made a reservation for 17 but I think only 14 were going to show. Well, we were the first to get there.

Jon arrives shortly after followed by Bing. Including us, they are the only ones on time for the reservation. NO ONE is on time for the evite!!! Janny (on behalf of Heidy, Minnie and Josh) call to say they are running late. Charlie has his favorite answer: "I'm on the freeway". Johnnie, Narissa and Kris are running late and Shonn doesn't even bother to call. 

Finally, at about 7:40pm, we decide that whoever's there should just go in. 

THE PARTY HAS STARTED.

Allen complains that he is hungry but NO, in the first 10 mins we are there, we don't consume any food, instead, in the first 10 minutes we are there, we polish up 4 bottles of hot sake and 4 bottles of Asahi... the beginning of a wonderful night, my mind tells me. 

By the time EVERYONE shows up, we have already had 8 bottles of sake and 8 bottles of Asahi. We have only had 2 plates of Chicken Karage and 2 plates of something else, I forget what. 

Holy Smoke. I think I'm not going to make it. I really don't know what food we ordered that whole night, but I do know that we sure ordered a sh*t load of alcohol. In that whole process, we were still deciding on where to go after and I feared the party would not progress further than Okazu Ya. I was to be mistaken.

For some reason, in my drunken stupor, I agreed that we should go to Rohan. That was the site of disaster for my birthday in 2006. 

The bill at Okazu Ya for some reason came up to only $480 or thereabouts. That was for that whole sh*t load of alcohol and food for 15 people. I was really surprised and went to find out what the deal was. As we suspected, Ben had given us a discount. I don't think Ben will be reading this, however, I would like to take this opportunity to thank Ben from Taraval Okazu Ya for his wonderful hospitality every single time I have been there.

THE PARTY MOVES ON TO ROHAN

So, the crime scene changes. We now head to Rohan. 

John, the manager (and bartender) at Rohan is friends with Johnnie, Narissa, Kris, Shonn, Charlie and I don't know who else. And now in the first 10 mins we are at Rohan, we polish off 4 bottles of Soju. That, my friends, is really making the night look not too good. Again, just as a reminder, this was the site of my birthday in 2006. I spent most of that night with my friend, the meter, outside of Rohan. After these first 10 mins, I had a strong, very strong, feeling I was going to get re-acquainted with my friend, the meter, again.

Things started taking the turn for the worse when the shots that were placed in front of me were twice the size of those of the other people drinking with me. To my own credit (and yes, I am blowing my own horn and I think deservedly so), I took EVERY-F**KING-THING that was laid out in front of me. No excuses, no ifs, no ands, no buts, no nothing. I just drank it.

Johnnie, seeing that things have starting taking the turn for the worse, visits his favorite store next to Rohan's. It is a small neighborhood market where he frequents when they visit Rohan to purchase the magic solution to the problems Rohan is causing. The magic solution is (providing free advertising here)... WONDERBREAD!!!! I am told that throughout the evening, I might have consumed half the loaf of Wonderbread. I'm not sure who finished the other half but I'm sure there were more people who were in need of the magic cure than just myself. I did not spend as much time as I thought I would have with the meter, and I definitely did not waste any money on sushi on this night.

At one point of the evening, I took a seat at the booth we were occupying and had to take a break from all the liquid consumption. For some reason, Matt decides he wants to take some pictures of me in my drunken state. I move away from the line of sight of the camera and what takes place next has still not been completely figured out. Janny, who was sitting next to me decides to "brighten" up the area around me by placing the candle on the table, nearer to me. 

In that instance, I feel a warm, and I mean REAL WARM sensation all over my neck. I'm intoxicated but, when it burns, regardless of how intoxicated one is, it BURNS. Apparently, Janny has poured wax down my neck. I do not actually know the extent of the damage till the next morning. 

Charlie decides to come to the rescue and he is just as intoxicated as I am and bowls over a martini glass on the table, the glass breaks at the stem and now, on the lower half of my body and on the exact opposite side of my body, I feel a cold, not to mention wet sensation. This might actually have been considered fantasy to some but on this night, to me, it was just wax being poured on me and alcohol being spilt on me. Thanks Janny and Charlie. I still love you both. The party ended shortly after that.

A special message to Shonn. I have just completely and royally f**ked you over. I have set new standards for "going away" parties, so, good luck to you when your time comes. I'm sure John is not going to let you off.

I would like to thank John at Rohan's for the great hospitality he had provided in making this last event of the evening an enjoyable and memorable one. John, keep it up and make sure you show Shonn an equivalent if not better going away party!!!

Matt gave me a ride home and I was asleep in under 2 minutes.

CARPOOL: When you carpool, one person is usually the designated driver and spends the night drink soda or ice tea or whatever the hell does not contain alcohol. We carpooled. There were 4 people in the car. The geniuses we are, I don't believe a single of us was under the legal alcohol limit. So much for carpooling. I got home safe, but, I'm just saying, I don't think we would have been ok if we had been stopped. 

No, I did not hurl (in Shonn's words). And no, I did not wake up with a hangover.

I would like to thank all of you who showed up to make this party just absolutely wonderful. 

Allen J - Thank you very much for being the Master Instigator. You are dangerous. You would be even more dangerous than Bernard, Dennis, Charlie and I put together if you had a stronger alcohol tolerance. However, with whatever you have, you are still dangerous. Thanks for getting the party started.

Allen T and Korene - Sorry you couldn't be a Okazu Ya to see the beginning of the performance, but thanks for showing up for the finale. Allen, I know you don't drink. I don't know what was in your glass when you toasted me, you never gave me a chance to find out, but it's the thought that counts... Thank you.

Bing - There is never such a thing as too many parties. Ask Chuck, a few years ago, he had a birthday party that lasted a week or so. We do things just like Mardi Gras!!! Thanks for showing up for each and every one of them though. 

Charlie - I think you were more drunk than I was. Hmmmm, maybe you should be going away. I'm sorry to break up what's left of the original crew, but I'm sure you are going to be ok. Thank you for putting this party together. And thank you for everything else starting from the day at Limelight (Mountain View).

Elaine and Sok - Even though you did not show up, you had a more than valid reason. Congratulations!! I'm waiting for pictures!!

Janny, Heidy, Minnie and Josh - Minnie and Josh, wish you could have been there to see Janny's performance of pouring wax on me. Janny, you owe me a dry cleaning... LOL. 

Johnnie, Narrisa and Kris - Without you, there would be no Rohan. Without you, I might still be trying to get rid of stuff in my house today. Please take good care of my (now yours) TV. And... please set up the slingbox!!

Jon - Are you married? LOL! Thanks for coming out and drinking I think what has been the most since that eventful birthday in San Mateo. Next time, bring your wife.

Matt (and Jae) - Jae, wish you could have been there. I think you might have given me a run for my money. Matt, thanks for ride. Thanks for the drinks. And most of all, thanks for the comment you made. It did jolt me into reality about my "house looking the same as it did 2 weeks ago".

Shonn - Bon Voyage mofo. I hope you go out with a bang and in style too. A word of advice. Puking too many times (or rather forcing yourself to puke) does not necessarily help you drink A LOT more. See you in a few weeks/months.

Troy - Come visit in Singapore. I will show you a good time here and we don't have to look for Mexicans, 'cos there ain't any here. I don't know why you took your car home that night, but you did... oh well.

I think I have mentioned everyone that had shown up that night. If I have not, it's the fault of all the alcohol that we had consumed, so, please forgive me, but don't blame me. Blame it on all the people listed above.

My last thoughts. We (Jessica and I) are very lucky to have friends like you guys. I know that there are others we have not mentioned in this posting. It does not mean you are anything less. It just happens that these were the people at this last party. All of you already know you are most welcome to visit us here in Singapore. We really do not know how to thank you enough for your friendship and everything else that comes along with it. But, from the bottom of our hearts... THANK YOU!!!