See, I always figured her cat was one of those enormous Hallowe'en long-hairs, named Pumpkin, natch, who'd be missing a chunk of an ear, with a nasty disposition and a chronic eye infection.
Don't know why, but that just seemed like Ellen's cat. On 5/8/07, Ray Bradley <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
Yeah, well, I just kinda figured you'd have a cat. A big white fluffy cat with a smushed-in nose, probably named "Ruffles" or "Mr. Bingles" and you'd brush him while he sat on your lap and purred and you'd gently scold him when he'd miss the litter box, and though he could be quite the handful, you'd secretly wish all men could be a little more like your kitty. I mean, just a thought I had, nothing more. - RB the Bad Assumer In [email protected], "Ellen" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > dream? That I have a cat? > > --- In [email protected], "Ray Bradley" > <clavenia@> wrote: > > > > --- In [email protected], "Ellen" <ellengoodman6@> > > wrote: > > > > > I'm not > > > supporting a family, or even a cat> > > > > Hmm...there goes one of my mental images of Ellen, right out the window. > > > > Another dream, gone. > > > > - RB > > > Yahoo! Groups Links
