I was just being facetious.
Things got to be pretty slow when one starts shooting neighborhood cats with a pellet gun.
Oh sure, and the next thing you find......
http://www.zannel.com/webservices/co...68x758-JPG.jpg
I would not want to be a mouse in that room.
Or an asthmatic mouse.
Or a quadriplegic asthmatic mouse with gas.
Well that's just sick.
What cat in its right mind would pounce on a a quadriplegic asthmatic mouse with gas, diarrhea and vomiting? I mean, that mouse would be pretty safe.
"Get it, Killer."
"I ain't touching that thing. It's going at both ends."
"Where's Mikey?"
Klkak would need a machine bun pellet gun with that many cats.
I just threw up a little.
Dang, I leave for a little bit to plow some snow and when I get back I discover that I've become "infamous"!
I can't help it if I have a malignant place in my heart for cats.
Don't blame me, blame "preachtheWORD" for starting this thread which led me into confessing my quirky behavior.