There was once a middle-aged bachelor named Bob who was in a new relationship with a special lady friend. He liked her very much, but there was one drawback; her huge, spoiled, spiteful cat. The cat seemed to always be glaring at him, as if it knew that Bob hated cats.
One weekend, Bob's lady friend was going out of town, and she needed someone to care for the cat in her absence. Bob volunteered, although he dreaded the job. After the cat was dropped off at his home and the lady had driven away, Bob tried to make the best of the situation. Perhaps he and the cat could become friends during their time together. He reached down sweetly and stroked the cat's head. The cat flew into a frenzy, biting and scratching at him, hissing and spitting!
Bob could take no more. He shoved the growling cat into its carrier. Wrapping his bleeding hand, he told his roommate Ralph that he was going to take the cat out into the country and dump it. "I'll tell her it ran away!" he said with joy, confident that the cat problem would soon be at an end. About 20 minutes later, Bob returned, relieved that the task was done. He said to Ralph, "I drove that cat way down the road. It won't be back!"
But a few minutes later there was a scratching and scrabbling at the door. Ralph opened the door and in bolted the cat, straight for Bob. It bit and clawed and scratched and hissed. Again Bob threw it into the carrier, much more roughly this time. As he dabbed at his bloodied brow he said, "I must not have taken it far enough. I'll try again." About 45 minutes later Bob returned, looking flustered but relieved. "I took it way out into the country. There is no way it can find its way back this time!"
But a few minutes later there was a scratching and scrabbling at the door. Ralph opened the door and in bolted the cat, right for Bob. It tore at his hair and growled and shredded his good work shirt into ribbons. This time Bob gave it a good shake before he crammed it into the carrier. "I can't believe it found its way back! I took it miles away! This time I will take it so far that it can never, ever, ever find its way back!"
Three hours passed. Ralph was beginning to get worried about his friend. Suddenly there was a scratching and scrabbling at the door. Ralph opened the door and in sauntered the cat. It hopped up onto the table and began grooming itself, purring all the while. For three more hours, Ralph waited anxiously for Bob to return. Suddenly the phone rang.
"Hello?" Ralph answered.
"Uh, this is Bob. Hey, did that cat come back?"
"Yeah it did! It's sitting right here, just as happy as you please!" Ralph replied.
Bob sighed before he said, "Well, put it on the phone, will ya? I need help finding my way back."
What a cute joke. I really enjoyed reading it, my husband who isn't so fond of my cats and who just recently tried to rid himself of one of my cats in almost the same way. (It took her a few days to get back home!) I laughed when he got a tickle out if it as well. But, not as big as the one I got when I looked down and seen where you are from. Paris, Tenn! I was born and raised on the Kentucky lake!
My husband and I moved away 8 yrs ago to come live in Georgia to be near his family. I've only been home twice since leaving and unfortunately it was to attend funerals of my family members. Here lately, I have been so homesick and as soon as I saw your location I got so excited. It would be so nice if we could be in contact w/ each other and you could catch me up on all the fine things of good ole' Henry county that I've been missing all these years. Hope to hear from you soon. Kim
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