I ended up playing hooky from class today (long story, mostly boring). I came home to find the TiVo remote EATEN. Yes, eaten. Not merely mauled like the old TiVo remote. In fact, the old one still functioned after being chewed on multiple times. Unfortunately, we threw it out when Cari got me the the brand spanking new one for Christmas. Somehow the four dogs decided to show me how destroying a remote is really done -- by eating over half of it. Looking in our backyard, it obviously did not emerge unscathed either -- the charcoal is not longer in existance, replaced by a torn bag and fine black powder spread evenly over the yard. I just placed an order for another replacement, which we will hopefully keep safer. 2-day mail, because we can't use the TiVo without the remote, and ***we must have tivo!!***