Yes, I do. Then they try to shut me up with The Lord. It's all so predictable that if I hadn't already been through this horsecrap today, I might find it humorous. One would think they would have even the veriest scrap of originality. All of their cat like antics are of the level that my older sister was playing on me when I was only 3. That would have made her 7, so, unfortunately, they are exhibiting the evil of 7 year old minds. One would be utterly appalled at the skill they use, minds that would thrill to tie cats in a burlap bag and throw them into the river or to throttle a puppy to death.