<strong>Moussad -  Catch of the day</strong><br/><br/>Moussad admired his cuddly stink bug’s fortitude and perseverance. It was one of the reason he wanted her. Another reason was that she had the keen judgment of an angry Chihuahua dumped into a cage full of sleeping pit bulls. She threw caution to the wind and attacked anything around her.<br/><br/>When her net sailed dangerously near his head before it hit the grating he knew she had all the fun she could handle. He made a special mental note about the cuffs and the little box that vibrated, as he pulled up the rope.<br/><br/>The grinder rumbling towards her as it gurgled the slosh. Closer and closer as the rope tangled in the grate support at his feet. The churning now had a hum to it with a random beat as it hit a chunk of something that required chopping.<br/><br/>He looked down in time to see the grinder almost on her.  He bent over the rail both arms flung out towards her. One open to grab her the other clamping on the rope just below the entrenched tangle.<br/><br/>All the while bellowing,  “Take it HAND!!!  TAKE IT MY HAND !!!  JANEM!!!  ERDUGLE!!”