We once had a cat named little shadow. He liked to sleep on your chest, and eventually he'd creep up to your neck, ass in your face, and the smell to boot. Great kitty. We took him in as a kitten because the kids next door were throwing him against the trees, just to watch him stick like velcro.
Clinton Robert Labombard
[2006 April 28]
Also, Little Shithead wasn't weened, so he would use a 'suck-and-knead' technique on your shirts. I had to be cruel to get him to use a litter box. It's too bad we had to give him away.
[Transcript] - De next day resumed wit me taking some time off ta recuperate. But, word of things gets around fast, an I was bombarded wit innerruptions.
Rudy is zonked out on the coach. The cat is zonked out on top of Rudy. Rudy's cell rings and he answers it angrily, "Goddamnit what?!!" The voice on the other end replies, "Rudy."
"I hear ats my name. Thanks..."
"You shot Toro."
"Thangs for d'news. I'll remind myself layder."
Da congrads were comin all in all mornin. Firsd my neighbor, then d'sheriff an his relatives, then a choir ub people I didn't know from Adam, nor did I ever care da know.
Later Rudy is talking to Izzy from over the cell phone, "No Izzy, I habn't god any sleep! Everyone's been callin. Ifit wuddn't for waiding for your friend ta call aboud her cabinet work, I'd've turned all da phones off." ... "Yeah. Andy's here. Thanks for da babysitter."
Rudy's holding a bottle of cough syrup. Andy grabs it and tries to pull it away, "You don't need cough syrup."
"YEAH I DO GIMMIE DAT!!!"
"Get back on the couch."
"Not till you gib me back my stuff!!"
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That there is Andy without his uniform and sunglasses.
