The day we picked him up at the rescue, the lady told us if he became too much to deal with, to please bring him back. I'd already figured out how gentle and easy to get along with he was. I had already given him that nickname, so I took my sunglasses off the top of my head, sat them on his nose while holding the ear pieces from behind his head, and with my best Arnold impression said "I'm the Thermanator....I won't be back!" He never flinched because of the glasses, and she busted out laughing. Just goes to show that a bad day yesterday can't erase the great memories. :)