Hi guys, thought I'd share a little anecdote that happened here a couple of
months ago.  My room mate had a stressful day at work and decided to have a
mellow jazz night.  She lit candles, dimmed the lights and had Norah Jones
playing.  I was sitting at her computer when suddenly she turned the corner,
and in a loud voice yelled "CAT - FIRE - FIRE - CAT"

I turned my head, and there was my 2 year old Brat cat, he had walked up to
one of the candles and before I could stop him, sit in the candle.  (didja
ever have that frozen in time feeling?)

Luckily, him sitting on the candle extinguished it, so instead of him going
up in flames (Gods Forbid!), he just got a lot of melted wax on his butt.
He didn't seem to feel the heat - and I found out later that cats tolerence
to fire and/or heat is a lot higher then ours, however he was VERY indignant
at being yelled at.

So much for mellow jazz night.  The rest of the evening consisted of
clipping dried wax off his furry butt.  I was nice however, and gave my
roomie a choice of ends, the one with the wax, or the one with the teeth and
claws.  I got pretty scratched up during the "grooming" process, but she has
never let me live down the fact that her mellow jazz night turned into
"clipping my cats a.s" night.

The moral of this story is - if you have a cat, put the candles where he
can't possible get at them... if there is such a spot!

Hope this amused you.

Foxfire