Tall Tales Furrier, Camille Eonich Pro-prie-et-or

[Sod Buster]

<Delmonico makes a note to take Kim-Chee to the GAF Muster.  It should be cool enough for it to ride in the back of the pick-up safely.   Was worried with the 1/2 gallon of sourdough behind the seat of my pick-up on an 70 mile drive Friday. >

Yes sir....pile it on the bread or eat it with the hard tack.  Nothins better......'cept raw fish.....sushi.

[litl rooster]

Sod Buster's Cat (and Dog) Weather info:


If dogs roll on the ground and scratch, it is a sign of rain.

Or he's/she's got Fleas

[Trinity]

Or he's/she's got Fleas

[Marshal harpoluke]

This gives Marshall N Idea Marshall collects fleas, puts em under Trinities Hat.

[Delmonico]

The lice quickly attack the fleas and wipe them out.

[Marshal harpoluke]

Yes sir....pile it on the bread or eat it with the hard tack.  Nothins better......'cept raw fish.....sushi.

Don't call that food, Call that Bait.

[Forty Rod]

I been meanin' to ask what it is that a Tall Tales Furriner does.  Somethin' to do with immygrashun?

[Delmonico]

They skin cats sneakin' 'cross the border.

[Camille Eonich]

Actually we peal the hide offa old cosies and recycle it for new ones.

[Delmonico]

Ya could almost use it fer boot soles, I've been tolt by a bunch a differnt nurses and such thats poked at me with needles that I have one a the toughest hides they ever delt with.

Speakin' of hides an furs, the hair on most of the back of my hands quit growin' back several years ago.   Don't know why.

[Sod Buster]

Speakin' of hides an furs, the hair on most of the back of my hands quit growin' back several years ago.   Don't know why.

Could it be those Estrogen pills that Trinity has been grinding up and pouring into your Espresssssssssssooooo???

[Forty Rod]

keep on deletin'.

[Forty Rod]

Cosie's hides ain't worth nothin'.  They're too thick for clothin', the necks tend to be stiff, an' they're real hard to clean: too much bacon grease, coffee, flour, bean juice, and other assorted ingredients baked into 'em by the sun.  

Most of 'em are old an' wrinkledy, too, scarred an' shot full of holes, knifed up on the hands, and faces an' hands lean toward over done or burned to a crisp.  Don't take dye worth a hoot.

As pelts they're useless with the hair being thin an' patchy, usualy brittle or so oily as to be worthless.

[El Peludo]

So, accordin' to what Forty is tellin' us, The Cosie prolly ain't much of a candidate for a tonsorial rearrangement.. S'all right Del, come on over to the "Lost and Found, and Tonsorial Parlor", an' sit an jaw a while. 

Seein' Trinity's hand reminded me of my first visit with a new sawbones last year.  This guy is sharper than the average, 'cause he was lookin' me over real well, and asked me if I'd lived a rough life.  I says "not by some standards, why?".  He turned my arms and hands over and started pointing at all of the scars, and a few scabbed over lacerations; I said "my cat likes to rassle".  He just shook his head, and chuckled. 

[Marshal harpoluke]

Cosie's hides ain't worth nothin'.  They're too thick for clothin', the necks tend to be stiff, an' they're real hard to clean: too much bacon grease, coffee, flour, bean juice, and other assorted ingredients baked into 'em by the sun. 

Most of 'em are old an' wrinkledy, too, scarred an' shot full of holes, knifed up on the hands, and faces an' hands lean toward over done or burned to a crisp.  Don't take dye worth a hoot.

As pelts they're useless with the hair being thin an' patchy, usualy brittle or so oily as to be worthless.

If'n Ya cut it up, Ya need a chainsaw; You can cook it in grease kinda like pork-rinds, Taiste like Chicken.

[Delmonico]

Taiste like Chicken.

Maybe chickens down yer way, not up this way.

[Trinity]

So, accordin' to what Forty is tellin' us, The Cosie prolly ain't much of a candidate for a tonsorial rearrangement.. S'all right Del, come on over to the "Lost and Found, and Tonsorial Parlor", an' sit an jaw a while. 

Seein' Trinity's hand reminded me of my first visit with a new sawbones last year.  This guy is sharper than the average, 'cause he was lookin' me over real well, and asked me if I'd lived a rough life.  I says "not by some standards, why?".  He turned my arms and hands over and started pointing at all of the scars, and a few scabbed over lacerations; I said "my cat likes to rassle".  He just shook his head, and chuckled. 

That's why my kitty doesn't have any front claws.  He liked usin' them too much.  I have found that orange cats tend to like to rough-house more than others.  Boy, when I think of what he'd have done to me if he still had claws...  I shudder!

[Camille Eonich]

You beat their little areses when they scratch you and they quit scratchin' you.  You gotta show 'em who is boss.  Keep their claws trimmed so they don't scratch you on accident or at least they can't claim too.

Me thinks Trinity has some spoiled cats.


Mine is spoiled but they drink my bath water.     Wouldn't hurt me on porpoise for nuthin'.

[Delmonico]

A spray bottle full of water will go along way to training a cat, Angel won't even go near my loading room any more.   The day she got out and sat on the front step and wouldn't come in was funny.  My wife was afraid one of the problem strays in the neighborhood would hurt her.  My loading room is right upstairs.  One 2 quart pitcher of water on a 40 degree day and Poor Kitty was at the back door before I could get downstairs to toss the pitcher in the dish drainer.

[Trinity]

Well, TC (The Cat) wouldn't say he's spoiled.  He gets only dry food, never my food.  He never gets to go outside except the screened-in porch, and only occasionally gets a cat treat.  I've given him toys which fascinate him for a couple hours and then he's bored so I stopped getting them for him.  I guess he's got it better than on the street where I found him.

The only thing that ALWAYS engages him is cat nip.  Man, he goes crazy!