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Post #415318 by tikipaka on Sat, Oct 25, 2008 2:26 AM

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OK, I finally finished reading this entire thread. Cammo, If you haven't really written a book to date, you need to do so because you are a great story teller. Let's call it TBOC. :lol: Love your stories and have enjoyed them all so far.. Some how you need to get a CAT back into this thread. It is almost Halloween.

:o But MadDogMike, how the hell can you be an animal lover after writing this? :(

I have a cat-lovers-beware story of my own. We had a sweet old long-haired female cat for many years. When my daughter brought home a rooster and a boisterous new kitten, Kory decided she had had enough and moved across the road to my parents house where there were no other pesky animals. This arrangement worked out just fine until the black cat from hell showed up. He was terrorizing Kori and I knew I needed to do something. I borrowed a Have-a-Hart trap with the intention of relocating the beast several miles away but just couldn't catch him. Finally, I reluctantly had my Missouri mountain man brother send me a foot trap. I am an animal lover, but sometimes you have to protect your own and I didn't see any other options. I carefully staked the trap to the ground and set it just like he instructed, brought Kori in the house, and went to bed. The next morning, sure enough, Cujo was in the trap - huge, rippled with muscles, eyes blazing like fire, and lunging at me. It took 3 shots at close range with a shotgun to kill that son-of-a-bitch. I made damn sure I cut off his head with a shovel before I buried him, I didn't want a repeat of Al's Black Bastard haunting me from the fence for the rest of my life!

:o It took 3 shots at close range with a shotgun to kill that son-of-a-bitch. Kill it? Christ, you blew it to kingdom come, what the hell else was left to bury, but the bits an pieces? Were you expecting to see the son-of-a-bitch walking along the fence in pieces. :lol: Just joking with you, don't get all pissy on me now. :o