HK: A fun new trick

"Pamela Shirk" wrote:
You kits boast for no reason. When the hoomin slips and falls, then you can
boast. I haven't make a hoomin slip and fall yet, other than the fat wench,
who deserved it. But I have gotten the blonde wench in trouble by climbing
in the shower with her, then convincing PawRob and the fat wench that she
forced me into the shower and then spiked my fur. Watching her face while
PawRob and the fat wench yelled at her for getting me wet was well worth the
effort.

What a funny cat! I wonder why he likes water so much? Usually
kitties are landlubbers.

"Takayuki" wrote in message
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"Pamela Shirk" wrote:
You kits boast for no reason. When the hoomin slips and falls, then you
can
boast. I haven't make a hoomin slip and fall yet, other than the fat
wench,
who deserved it. But I have gotten the blonde wench in trouble by
climbing
in the shower with her, then convincing PawRob and the fat wench that she
forced me into the shower and then spiked my fur. Watching her face while
PawRob and the fat wench yelled at her for getting me wet was well worth
the
effort.

What a funny cat! I wonder why he likes water so much? Usually
kitties are landlubbers.


I don't know why. I just know that PC pulled the same stunt on me once, and
it back fired. He has never forgiven me for this. PC is just a strange all
out hoolicat masquerading as a white w/brown tabby. BTW he's totally
terrified of cars, which is amazing to us as it has been years since he was
abandoned on Morrow Mountain. Poor kit, some things you never get over.

Pam S.

On Sun, 16 Oct 2005 00:08:45 GMT, "Pamela Shirk"
wrote:


"Irulan" wrote in message
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Cap'n Pine Cone, sir! No disrespect meant, but give us time evil grin.
After all, we're only 5 months old!!!
Lily wink


You kits boast for no reason. When the hoomin slips and falls, then you can
boast. I haven't make a hoomin slip and fall yet, other than the fat wench,
who deserved it. But I have gotten the blonde wench in trouble by climbing
in the shower with her, then convincing PawRob and the fat wench that she
forced me into the shower and then spiked my fur. Watching her face while
PawRob and the fat wench yelled at her for getting me wet was well worth the
effort.

Cap'n Pine Cone esq. giving out a freebie


Katie (died 2002) did this to me once. She threw up a hairball just
outside the bathroom door, and I stepped in it when I was fresh out of
bed, and still more asleep than awake. I ended up with a bruised
butt, a bruised knee from bouncing off the door frame on the way down,
and slightly-processed cat food smeared over my pajamas.

Katie threw up quite often. The vet initially diagnosed this as just
hairballs, and had me try various hairball remedies, without success.
Unfortunately, by the time the problem was correctly identified as
advanced cancer, it was too late to save her life.

--
John F. Eldredge --
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