re #5, the summer of '95, that long HOT HOT HOT summer when I was still living in that rooming house on Mifflin with just a fan and 8 foot windows, my first cat Ninja spent nights curled up in my armpit as I was sprawled in front of the fan spreadeagled. She did have the option of sprawling on the cool linoleum in the kitchen, but apparently my armpits were the choicer option.....