by A Cat Story
This is a true story and not made up by the visionary and loving author out of any psuedo devotion. The author asks only that you talk only of cats in this thread or the author will hit you with a orchestra stick like, "I like green eggs and ham" THWACK! Warning-This story can and will cause tears, perhaps even inconsolable
Lakeview Oregon times reported this in an article in November 18, 2002.
There once was a cat named, err...Fluffles and another called Mr. Twinkles. They belonged to a nasty ingrate of a boy who would come home from school and not feed them enough tuna. They twindled down to nine pounds and their paws grew weak with exhaustion and had no owner to play with. The boy didn't care, he only cared about doing school work, "Fluffles, go away!"
"Meow? Meow, Meow, Meow" Fluffles and Mr. Twinkles would continue to say, banging their heads against the table legs. One day, the boy didn't come home and didn't return for days! Mr. Twinkles and Fluffles went looking for him because they were getting even less tuna from the Mom. The boy was captured by Bozo the clown! To get to the boy, the cats had to jump through a ring of fire. Fluffles did that and got burned. Mr. Twinkles didn't learn his lesson and went after Fluffles and got burned, too. But still they tried crawling to save the boy, close to death--Until the clown stepped on them and the cats died. Later, the boy ended up being returned to his parents after they paid a 10,000 dollar ransom to Bozo the Clown. But we must never forget the undying dedication of these graceful creatures! As I said, completely true story. The End! Really, truly, the end. Tragic, eh, eh? What did I say?
This is a true story and not made up by the visionary and loving author out of any psuedo devotion. The author asks only that you talk only of cats in this thread or the author will hit you with a orchestra stick like, "I like green eggs and ham" THWACK! Warning-This story can and will cause tears, perhaps even inconsolable
Lakeview Oregon times reported this in an article in November 18, 2002.
There once was a cat named, err...Fluffles and another called Mr. Twinkles. They belonged to a nasty ingrate of a boy who would come home from school and not feed them enough tuna. They twindled down to nine pounds and their paws grew weak with exhaustion and had no owner to play with. The boy didn't care, he only cared about doing school work, "Fluffles, go away!"
"Meow? Meow, Meow, Meow" Fluffles and Mr. Twinkles would continue to say, banging their heads against the table legs. One day, the boy didn't come home and didn't return for days! Mr. Twinkles and Fluffles went looking for him because they were getting even less tuna from the Mom. The boy was captured by Bozo the clown! To get to the boy, the cats had to jump through a ring of fire. Fluffles did that and got burned. Mr. Twinkles didn't learn his lesson and went after Fluffles and got burned, too. But still they tried crawling to save the boy, close to death--Until the clown stepped on them and the cats died. Later, the boy ended up being returned to his parents after they paid a 10,000 dollar ransom to Bozo the Clown. But we must never forget the undying dedication of these graceful creatures! As I said, completely true story. The End! Really, truly, the end. Tragic, eh, eh? What did I say?
...damn u clowns
