Now this thread has caused my chicken sized brain to ponder the efficiency of such an operation. My wife came into the coputer room to find me staring at a woman's underware ad and wouldn'tbelieve I was just researching incubators. I suppose this is what I have to suffer through being the one that has the IQ of a chicken and married to the hardend farmers daughter. She thinks that since she gave up nursing 29 years ago, they haven't much nurturing value. Better stop there or I'll be sleeping with my little fuzzy butts, which wouldn't be bad except ....................