a reply to: Spader
Too funny, dude. Keep up the good work!
Here's a short cat story.
I've have two cats right now, Shadow is a black male and Lily is a white female.
Lily is from Tijuana Mexico. She's the runt of a runt litter, that nobody seemed to want. Dogs and cats don't get much respect in Mexico. So a friend
decides to sneak her back to America, illegally. Lily fortunately makes it through primary border inspection without having to go through secondary
inspection, while hiding in the car trunk.
I end up adopting her.
One particular week I needed someone to watch over her. So I ask the "cat lady" for a favor. You know the cat lady, every town's got one, they're
usually operating an unregulated hospice for wayward cats.
So Lily checks into the cat lady's house for a few days. She must of thought it was cat heaven. There she was, fellow cat brethren everywhere, bowls
of free food, some of the best treats and snacks that money can buy, four-finger bags of catnip, jingle balls, fake furry mice, kitty condos, you name
it, this place was cat paradise.
Well when I pick Lily up several days later, the cat lady tells me a story. It turns out she had to leave for a day, and when she returned everything
is fine except Lily was missing, along with every toy in the house. After looking everywhere the cat lady finally discovers Lily under her bed, hiding
behind a pile of the missing toys.
She's on the smartest animals I've ever met. But there's a saying here in San Diego, it goes something like this, "you can take the girl out of
Tijuana, but you can't take Tijuana out of the girl."
Lily is a spitting image of a cat that lives at the Ernest Hemingway House
edit on 11-3-2015 by seasoul because: (no reason given)