July 19, 2004
and a cat in my lap
The hotel has a resident cat named "Brunda." The hotel has 11 rooms on the ground floor. Guess which covered porch Brunda likes best? You got it--- MINE!
Last night, a rip-roaring thunderstorm blew through, with lots of thunder, lightning and torrential rain. I went out on the patio to smoke a genuine Cuban cigar, a Cohiba, that someone GAVE ME in the tiki restaurant yesterday. Those babies cost at least $6.00 each in the tobacco shops I've visited.
I was enjoying my cigar and the thunderstorm when the next thing I know, Brunda is sitting in my lap. That fucking cat just made itself right at home and started rubbing its head on my chest. "You don't know what you're doing, gato," I said. "I am not your friend. I hate you and all your kin. If you tried this shit at the Crackerbox, I'd grab you by the tail and throw you into the stormy night." The cat just sat there and hummed like a kitchen appliance.
Hell, I let her stay there. Something about Costa Rica just really mellows me out.
My God, Rob, you've found Heaven. (Paraphrasing) In Heaven, the Lion shall sit down with the Lamb.
You should take up permanent residence there. Immediately.
Now THAT I'd like to see a picture of !!!
By the way...
You ARE gonna take a picture of her, too, right?
This we've GOTTA see.... please?
I knew the right cat could make a friend out of you!
(I think the cat hatred and the toe fettish are embellished for entertainment purposes...)
Aw, some gentle pussy always sweetens the Acidman's heart.
Heh heh...My dad used to say "Only good cat in this world is a dead one!" That is, until I had to move home and bring my cat with me. Several months later when I moved out, he said "You can go, but the cat stays!" Seems he and the cat had some serious bonding moments while I was out at work during the day, and it was later revealed to me that they could often be found napping together in the afternoon.
See? Cats aren't always so terrible.
Excuse me.....I think I just fell over!
Rob, I'm glad you finally found out what a cat can be. I'm happy for you.
Just don't ask me if I wanna stroke your pussy though, m'kay?
Sloop New Dawn
I've just thrown down my beads!!!
My prayers have been answered.
Careful, Acidman. That cat could have been a forward scout for the mangoes.
Isn't it amazing how a cat will (almost) always seek out a "professed" cat-hater, and make up to him? That has happened in my family many times.