Tam hit me in the head today with a Hurl-a-Squirrel. She said, "It was an accident," and, "If your head wasn't so damn big, maybe it wouldn't be getting hit with dog toys all the time." They say that battered people blame themselves for the abuse. It's true that my head is rather large, but does that mean It should be barraged with dog toys. I have spent years being on the receiving end of plush toys, fake newspapers, squeaky footballs and floppy frisbees. Maybe if I lost some weight and wore prettier cloths she'd learn to love me...