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Copywright 1994 (c) by Dave Byter, proliferate freely.
Last night I said "Hello" to The Woodpussy.
The barncats around this place are bad enuf. But as bad as a barncat is to a
citycat, that much worse than a barncat is this polecat.
I thought that it was some sort of Yahoo ethnic joke when they told me about
The Woodpussy. If it is, then it is the worst Polack joke ever smelled.
Woodpussy is kinda like a upside-down Socks [black-and-white] cat. Black on
the bottom and white on the top. Long hair like a Persian.
But that's not what makes a polecat a Pole cat. It's the smell. You couldn't
believe the smell. It was worse than the worst veterinary hospital. Worse
than the time that my yahoo sprayed me with Country Blue spray paint.
This polecat sprayed me with this awful stuff that his yahoo must have made in
sophomore chemistry lab. I was minding my own business of guarding the food
bowls from the barncats when The Woodpussy waddles up to the cookhouse door and
starts to check out my garbage can. I just kinda walked behind her and said
"HELLO!, little pussy."
And she said, "PISS on you."
That's the meanest cat I ever smelled. Worse than the time that I tried to
fetch the firecracker. I'll never try to sneak up on The Woodpussy again. I
thought that I was permanently disabled. It was two days until I could smell
my food bowl again.