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You were all talking about Cats .........

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Years ago my oldest daughter had a Siamese that she doted on. It was quite a nice cat but only really responded to her.
One day a buddy and i were out in the barn building on an old car. As i dug through some old boxes looking for an old stereo, i came up with a package i remembered, and said hey Bill look at these!
I had forgotten them, about 20 packages of firecrackers all sizes!
Of course we decided to try them suckers out. Outside we went, opening packages of kiddie fun <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol"> heck we were only about 40 years old.
I lit the first one, a "cannon cracker", and hurled it 20 feet away.
It hit the grass a sizzling, and my daughters Cat must have thought it was a bird or grasshopper or sumthing, cause she came running from the corner of the tackroom, launched herself from 10 feet away....Banzai!!!.....she was about 6 inches from the big banger, still in the air, mouth open, claws hooked and reaching when the explosion happened!
Well now i'll tell you what! I have never seen a Cat cover 100 feet of ground in two jumps <img src="/metal/html/shocked.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":shock"> <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol">
The window was open in the kitchen and she disappeared into it, seemed like maybe 2 secs after the blast!
Bill and i were still laughing and our sides hurt when my daughter came out with fire in her eyes, wanting to know what happened to her Cat? We could not even talk straight, and she gave up after a couple humphs and an icy cold.....Daaaad!
That ole pusser would not go outside for days, would not even come out from under the kids bed <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol"> <img src="/metal/html/lol.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":lol">
Not like i planned, wasn't my fault, stupid Cat! <img src="/metal/html/grin.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":grin">
 
and there that pooor baby was trying to protect your yard and weed out the sizzlin varmints <img src="/metal/html/tongue.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":b">
 
...My older brother and wife gave my dad ,a cute kitty found at Hastings racertrack.We only had it a few hours,I feel so bad,so bad.Yep not a happy puddy kat ending.Well not too keep you in suspense too long,,the cat met it's demise in a horribly accident.The blame falls mainly on my shoulders.More presisly it falls closer to my dads shoes,no no one kicked the poor critter,who had just found free board and meals for life.Ok I will get to the soul of this tragic incident,and believe me we did feel for the poor kitten.
I noticed the cat walking near my dad's feet,I said to my dad,"watch" the cat.Hegot startled and accidently stepped on the young critter.I burried it the same day. <img src="/metal/html/cry.gif" border=0 width=40 height=15 alt=":cry"> <img src="/metal/html/cry.gif" border=0 width=40 height=15 alt=":cry">
 
We had two females and they were always with litter it seems. They would usually have them a week or so apart and the first mother would always steal the kittens of the second and take them to her nest.
I would have to hunt them up and seperate them until I got tired of it and after that I would just toss them into one nest. That worked great because the mothers would just lay together and let the kittens grab what teet it wanted to.
I hated it when they started weeniing and wandering about. We kept 4 horses in standing stalls at night and the kittens occasionally would be wandering about, testing their early freedom. I guess they would get under the horses feet and brush up against them. The horses instince was to just stomp their foot to shoo what they though was a fly or something away. Man, I hated to look in the stalls in the morning becasue there was always a good chance that there was gonna be a very thin kitten laying there.
I heard my wife, the crazy horse lady, scream one morning and I came a running. She was in the dang grain room and she had stepped on one of the little suckers and squershed it like a cow patty. I scooped it up and tossed it on the manure pile and she squalled about that.
I was driving my tractor through the barn on day and one got under the tire. I as backing up slowly and did not see it. That big old tractor sure thined that little guys out!! Sorta made me sick as I liked the little guys but that was just the way it was.
 
is that this sounds like a truly cataclysmic event,
a real catastrophe, probably followed by a whole lot
of caterwauling.
Thank God for spell check.
 
I could just see you guys staggerin' around tryin' to get a good breath of fresh air, from laughin' so hard.
Good, clean, innocent FUN! <><
I LOVE it.
Arkie John
 
<img src="/metal/html/biggrin.gif" border=0 width=15 height=15 alt=":D">
 
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