Last Tuesday really early in the morning I woke up before light about 5:30 am and in my fog I didn’t realize why I even woke up. Pausing for a moment, thought I smelled something burning like…I can’t quite place it…burning car tires or a clutch on a car that had burned out. Just then Butch, who was laying smashed up against my back peeled one off and then it hit me…THE WHOLE ROOM SMELLED LIKE A TIRE FIRE. I don’t know what he ate but I did look to see if my tires had some chunks taken out of them!