To get the thread back on track... here's how it's done, Joe.
Wish granted, Maeven... but as your dogs talk to you all night, all you hear about is the taste of the water in the toilet, and longwinded rants on the smell of a poodle's ass as compared to a pomeranians. Not to mention, your dogs constantly telling you sarcastically "Who's a good girl... what a GOOD girl!" when you do anything.
I wish that my hands weren't so cold!