"It won't work, Katz...the judge and I are on to your little game!"

...you see...this old lady left all of her money to CATS and this guy KATZ went into court and claimed that she had meant to leave it all to him...old Tony Randall TV show...never mind...

I washed my Stillwater Standard Hunting McLeod the other day and laid it out on some towels on a table so it would dry neatly and square...and came back to find my boy cat, Chili Palmer, laying in the middle of it...nice going, cat...away wi' ye, ye wee beastie!

This comedian also has the annoying habit of dragging socks around...but only the wool ones...which means ALL of my socks including kilt hose. You wake up in the morning and find socks all over the house. At least he's not a "wool chewer" as I have heard of some cats being...he doesn't chew on them, he just plants them all over the house.

The girl cat, Casseopia, and there's a long story behind THAT name, is just simply a total princess-cat and demands worship...so as long as you can handle that, everything is fine. She is, however, a Dreadnought Class Cat...I don't even want to weigh her at this point...and she has inspired our new family motto: "No more long haired cats...ever!"

And Oz...don't believe for a minute that you have ever trained a cat...they're just laying low and lulling you into a sense of false security so they can deliver the coup de gras someday! Sleep with one eye open...

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