I think a round of applause is also deserved for having such an understanding wife. Mine is convinced about my inevitable demise under the wheels of some unforgiving steel monstrosity, so adding the fear of a four legged contact would simply up the ante to a hysterical level that only a dog could hear. She's promised to divorce me if I die.

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Top wife you have there, sir, get thee down to your local GSA-providing place of refuge fast. Try strapping an already clobbered deer to the front of the GSA as a safety precaution - the chance of having two on there at once being statistically almost unheard of.