My ex-cat (God rest his soul, little bugger)..
..had this ear infection; it was called "scollops" or something to that extent. Anyway, he had this affinity for shaking his head rapidly- spraying blood in a circular fashion across the walls, floors and ceiling. Not much fun, but we coped, and still loved him and all that shit.

An odd introduction, but there is a reason- and it does correlate with the neighbours t'ing. We had this old neighbour guy down the road called Ray, whose wife was in hospital and was generally alone. He seemed to have some sort of infactuation with the condition of ol' Frodo (this was before the films, thankyou very much), and would constantly tell us to "Sort that cat's ears out", and we'd constantly retort that it was not serious.

I can't be arsed telling the rest of the story in such great detail, so... he took it to the vet, it died. The end.

He has asked my sister "How's your pussy" with a straight face though.


My, that's a dull story.
( Naive Amoeba Bored Cig, Thu 25 Aug 2005, 22:57, Reply)