OF THE CAT SLAYER by the CAT LADY who had
her Cat taken by an acquaintance.
So you can learn how cat ladies feel about every
feline she cares for.
A snake and career drunk whom I
know from YOGI BHAJAN's group (who only did yoga to
get magical powers & impress girls,) a
senior gent, but one nuts in the skull as he spent 50
of his 66 yrs drinking hard stuff... This creep whose
name I cannot give as after a few months of my
yelling, he did return the cat... So his initials are
T.W. and he kidnapped RUFUS my dear cat, a shabby long
hair tabby, almost human a PERSON in cat form.
Rufus had this limpy leg, hairline fracture I think,
not broken, happened 6 months ago, never did two bones
show as broken or not line up perfectly so I thought
hairline fracture. It healed perfectly... except he
limps a little, favors one paw. TW, who kens for
physical perfection after 50 yrs of gin wouldn't
tolerate that. So he stole my cat had its leg RE
BROKEN by VET for $1,000 and now won't give it
back. Unless I give him 900$ to repay him for unneeded
surgery which was HIS IDEA and which he DID NOT TELL
ME HE WAS GOING TO DO!
MY LEG HAD HEALED 6 mos. earlier. I did not need this
HOW DO RUFUS and I even KNOW THIS OGRE? As I turned
70+ I no longer drove a car, had no way to get food,
market's 1 1/4 miles away. I can not walk to front
door without heart going 110 beats and panting. Though
I had a bike, too hard on the heart and HEAD as I
veered a lot and fell over..so I quit.) He being
a student of Guru Singh who was a student of YOGI
BHAJAN wanted, asked for and got 4 years of
weekly, free astrology readings for that "RIDE" (He is
a PSYCHIC JUNKIE) Imagine getting a personal at my
desk READING EVERY SINGLE MONDAY --all he
had to do was drive me to super market a mile away,
once a week. Some trade, huh? But that wasn't
ENOUGH FOR him.
During his readings T.W. admired then became enamored of
my cat RUFUS. One day he said he simply HAD to have a
vet check the cat's leg as he still limped six months
after some unknown fall. Mr. T carried RUFUS off in a
cage, SENT the little guy to SURGERY ( HE SAYS) to have
the leg re broken, THEN he locked RUFUS in a CAT
CAGE in his bathroom, FOR A MONTH now. I asked TW:
"GIVE ME MY CAT BACK PLEASE." He said it'll cost you
900$. I'm keeping him. His coat was uncombed, I had it
cut entirely off. That was your fault. You don't know
anything about cats." I wrote 60 articles on the HOLISTIC
ALARMED, I said "MY ONLY fault with that cat, I always
wanted you to hold him down so I COULD COMB MATS out of
TUMMY. I did rest of body/ head. neck. Couldn't find
anyone to do it, I have no visitors ever, except you.
You were in a tremendous hurry to get to market, get
your reading and we'd be running out the door so you
could get it all and I forgot to ask you. BUT I COMBED
every part of him except belly. So you didn't comb him
all. I'm keeping him.
I was puzzled, You can't keep that cat in your rented
room. He's temperamental. When he's irritated he's a bad
sofa/ bed wetter." "I'll keep him in a cage." Mr. T
said. I WAS SHOCKED and it turns out it is NOT a
cage. HE HAS A CAT CARRIER. LIKE A WOMAN'S PURSE! MY CAT
IS LOCKED IN IT! I have been physically ILL with STROKEY
LEVELS OF HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE since I heard that.
And we both know he will have to keep him in a cage
forever as RUFUS soaks carpets if he's the least bit
frustrated. At my house a mean senior TOMCAT named
BEAVIS caused Rufus a little consternation, so I KNOW
about the soaking maneuver which is RUFUS' POUT.
But what has caused a depression to walk into my life
and crawl in under my ORIGINAL depression from no
clients at all tipping me ever -- just getting these
FREE READINGS ---is that this BETRAYING creep has
no business OWNING A CAT. He does security guard
WORK 50 hrs a week or more cuz HE OWES 30k to credit
cards. RUFUS is alone, locked up in a cat carrier 168
hours a week, in a tile room. Not even a CAGE. My little
kitten is a smart little guy, his brain is GOING
WILD 24/7 And he will die from this. SO I ASKED our
teacher GURU SINGH to talk to TIM and find a home, any
home for my cat so he doesn't have to be tortured. NO
ANSWER. SOLITARY CONFINEMENT, I told GURU SINGH. IT IS
THE RUMANIAN ORPHAN SYNDROME. ANGOLA PRISON or VIETNAM
G.I. CAGES. Solitary confinement in his own piss and
poop SYNDROME. I AM IN TOTAL ANGUISH this month as I
know after just a few days of confinement in solitary,
the BRAIN is entirely GONE. SHRINKS tell us that about
PRISONS. Tim wanted 900$ from me but I'm sure he'd
agree to giving the cat a big home with tile floors and
a garden. Hollywood is full of such people. GURU SINGH
whom I know for 50 years never answered.
I know this, my soul wants to give and be dead and
RUFUS' soul too. THIS EVIL, brainless CLIENT OF MINE who
never paid for 52 meetings a year, 4 yrs, 204 meetings,
readings, did this to his charitable astrologer's CAT.
His own cat SPIKE died of cancer and grief with
this SAME treatment. Well, SPIKE didn't piss. But he was
permanently locked in a tiny apartment and TIM TRAVELS
ON LONG TRIPS AND LEFT HIM THERE.
T.W. STOLE RUFUS to replace SPIKE, only to POSSESS
another cat to kill. Probably because my little
guy always went to THIS PERSON'S HAND for all that TUNA.
RUFUS thought SOMEONE had good meat. T.W. thought
someone FINALLY LOVED HIM! Both were wrong.
168 hours a week LOCKED
IN A CRATE
and JUST for 1 month and NOW IT's starting on MONTH
TWO AND THIS CREEP STILL KEEPS ME in this cat cage?
And at night he takes me out for a minute and PETS ME?
IS HE CRAZY? I WANT MY MOMMMMMEEEEEE!
See, I am in AGONY knowing that my cat is LOCKED UP
and as he pisses, THE CREEP can never let him out!
Having myself been in a MEXICAN PRISON, the infamous
hell hole LEGUMBERRI, accused of adultery or bigamy,
as my Mexican husband never told me that he didn't
have divorce papers... & having BEEN in a LOCKED
BOX ---this guy's stealing my cat ---rebreaking a bone
that had him limping --but a minor fracture that
healed 6 months ago, and putting him in a carrier 24/7
--cuz he didn't like a limp,--has made me a 75 year
old disabled woman, VERY VERY ILL. TORTURED IN THE
SOUL. High blood pressure going thru the roof,
T.W. knew I'm disabled get 500$ SSI (small as I
never had a job in my life). He knew I was a nutty
mummy about my babies and KNOW that this WILL kill me.
He'd heard my AVERSION TO LOCKING.. My other cats have
full time doors to gardens open. And he knew my OTHER
CAT'S BIO, the SPARKEY RESCUE stories about Sparkey
being cooped up in an empty home being remodeled that
was in a 3 bdrm HOUSE undergoing RENOVATION No
furniture, no food, just marble floors and how the
trauma of that daring rescue (I could have been
arrested,) made that cat and me best buddies.
T.W KNEW RUFUS locked in a cage in a bathroom
would KILL ME. Still he opted to steal my cat and have
some Craigs List vet re-break his leg and confine him
to a cast. If that was the truth. I'm not so sure it
is. TW then began shaking me down for the 900$ it
MAY I SHRIEK TO T.W. NOW: BOTTOM LINE: THIS WAS A CAT
THAT YOU COVETED, which YOU WANTED TO OWN. Whom you
wanted PERFECT. Whom you'd break in HALF to have
You KEPT TELLING ME all THAT! How he could live
in your tiny apartment full time indoors (THOUGH HE
spends 23 hours out and has a DOOR LEFT AJAR FULL TIME
for when he wants IN/OUT and RUFUS likes it that way.
You Mr. T pretended to be HUMANE and CONCERNED and
sighed to me HOW YOU WISH HE WERE YOUR CAT only you'd
have TO LOCK HIM IN as you live on a VERY HIGH traffic
street. I failed to realize you coveted him
and could be so dented that you'd ACT ON IT. You
proved that you are a hungry hyena. You will do
anything to get something you desire PLUS you want to
HURT WOMEN, you have no empathy with humans at all.
Born out by your confessing to me that you walked out
on the perfect woman JEANNIE 20 yrs ago, a gal who
loved you and she suicided. YOU DESTROYED HER. You
have a big zero for a heart, an atrophied, withered
heart, Mr W. WITHERED WICKED, WILY, WILLFUL.
NOW a darling cat will get mummified at your hand,
scar heart-destroyed by this MONSTER's strange,
compulsive FANCY and then a weirder choice that you
made. REBREAK HIS BONES. MAKE HIM YOUR PET! LOCK HIM
UP 4 weeks solid? Take him out for ten minutes at
night when you return from work. And oh LOOK? HE'S
NICE TO YOU!
That cat had bliss and love from his brothers and
mother, all his friends here, except BEAVIS. RUFUS
loved his home, his garden. He HAD habits, brain, joy,
his was lying in the weeds in the garden. MAYBE
reptiles can be locked in a cement box 168 hours a
week, but BRAINY CATS CANNOT. BUT YOU, MR "I AM RIGHT
AND I AM ALWAYS ANGRY"-person made a command decision
--LYING TO ME that MY BABY was going for a medical
AND YOU re-broke his healed bone. HOW CRAZY IS THAT?
ONE HALF YEAR that bone had fixed itself. It wasn't
even out of alignment as it was a fracture. Never an
outright break. He limped. B.F.D.
2.) THIS baby boy is now your WORST KARMA. A cat
SCARRED BY YOU, your ODOR, YOUR BEINGNESS --he has
definitely learned to loathe and hate you and anything
you ever do. You can't let him loose ever as he pisses
when angry, voids bladder piss. Not just a squirt. And
you thought he'd LOVE YOU for giving him a stronger
arm? HUH? What planet are you from?
3.) this cat will be traumatized perpetually ever
after. I do not want him back ever. You can put him in
street. Give him to pound. I WOULD become EMOTIONALLY
ILL WITH soul EMPATHY TO even LOOK upon the TORTUREE
AGAIN. Give me two muslims from Abu Grahib, ---them I
can put back, (I am an astrologer/shrink by
profession, T.W. got free readings for 4 yrs for a
ride to the market.) but this cat cannot be put back
normal after he was MUMMIFIED BY YOUR COMPULSIONS I do
alright with humans but I am a REAL cat EMPATH. I have
had the same cat lineage, families, grandsires and
grandkids with whiskers since 1969 and I know them and
their MIND TRAITS and health problems better than YOU
who went off like a bottle rocket seeing mats &
weeds on his belly! Seeing a limp. Even tho you knew
the bone had knitted in 6 long months.
4.) THE vet who gadged you SAW THAT. A PRO that
guy. Saw your shock, fury, outrage, empathy,
MANEUVERABIITY. He knew he had a THOUSAND BUCK FOOL
--a mark. So he said "OH MAH GAWD!!! I NEVER SAW
WORSE' Yeah THAT CAT was scruffy but that cat came
home and even LATELY slept on my bed and came in
several times a day to eat,then see if my door were
open. He roosts in a cute little dog house outside,
with its roof, walls, clean blankets. Or he tucks in
ivy weeds. ergo thistles in coat underneath. BUT I
CLEANED EVERY MAT AND THISTLE OUT OF sides/ top/head.
JUST NEEDED YOUR HELP for holding him to do tummy. I
NEVER GOT IT.
5.) Six mos ago was when HIS LEG GOT fractured
that break in bone TOTALLY healed. IT KNITTED. ALL
BONES KNIT. I KNOW from nearly FIFTY YEARS OF LARGE
GROUPS OF CATS. For the LAST 5 MONTHS Rufus could jump
on and off couches. Either some possum bit him or when
those branches fell on his ARM CHAIR (arms saved him
from blow) l he got a poke, it was a tiny hole,
draining clear. I showed you hole, MEDICATED IT with
NEOSPORIN while you stood there, no sign of infection.
MONDAY YOU picked RUFUS up from my bed sheets where he
slept, he was draining clear and very slightly. Spot
on my sheet is small and clear. 6 mos ago, that hole
which you thought was a dog drained. Healed. skin on
cats seals. The biggest hole was 6 mos ago. That
drained red for a while, then clear, then healed.
NEVER got yellow or pus-colored. Have learned about
cat wounds after 50 yrs.
6.) I always wanted you to help me get tangles
off tummy . Your eternal hurry made it impossible. T.
W. is in/out burger. ME ME ME. I want my
reading! Tarot, Astrology, Astro dice, quick! I GOTTA
BE at work by 3. SO, hey! COME EARLIER. I'm always
watering the garden when you show up. I'm here awake.
YOU TIMED OUR MEETINGS as you drove here at 1 pm and
were always late. But it would seem you are
7.) The fact that you take twenty seconds to see your
cat's grave in my garden, (the cat you left alone in
your apartment for weeks at a time while you traveled
many times a year to YOGA FESTIVALS seeking CHESTY and
limber new-age girls and not one date in 4 yrs to show
for it, indicating aberrant emotional patterns.Then
the lack of devotion to your own darling cat. JUST
devotion to your own darling DICK. SURE YOU FELT CAT
LOVE FEELINGS when you were there, you are FULL OF
THAT but you don't commit, sacrifice, stay home for
cat's sake. SO WHAT IS LOVE without staying home,
committed? Ask Jeanie, huh? T.W was addicted to
CHICK VIEWING. NEW AGE FESTIVALS Cochaella valley,
espanola New mexico, and many other festivals and
desert visits all the time. BURNING MAN FRESTIVAL. The
only burning man was YOU and your CAT ALONE at home.
I am forgetting your many annual perigrinations
to Seattle to see Your Mom & DAD. IF this marine
sergant made you this devoid of feelings or it was 50
yrs of hard alcohol you drank, I DO NOT KNOW what
killed the human in you... but dad does NOT deserve
the HONORS. SPIKE YOUR CAT DID. Rufus, your idea of a
new chum DID. Instead you tortured him for your own
wacked MENTAL REORGANIZATION ATTEMPT.
YOU were GONE FROM YOUR OWN CAT HALF THE YEAR. He gets
cancer and dies ... nature's way of showing that T.W.
knows how to spend MONEY on showing up at places where
girls in tank tops shake it up. IMAGINE YOUR CAT SPIKE
in a cage in a tile bathroom for 30 days. I GUESS YOU
DID, cuz you stole my baby RUFUS (lied to his Mom
ABOUT FOR WHAT) rebroke his healed bones, cut off his
hormone liveliness to make him a eunuch so he wouldn't
feel the PINGS you feel and hate and loathe and are
ashamed of You locked him in a box...and did that to
him and are dull to the death blow it is! THAT FURY
AND ANGUISH and PENNED UP HORROR -- for a TRIBAL
CLAN-loving ANIMAL EQUALS CANCER. LOWERS IMMUNE SYS
and bingo. T.W THE CAT KILLER Jeannie killer,
spike killer, now ANITA killer
Your dry drunk fetish for PERFECTION in SELF which you
know that you missed out on, 5 expensive guitars, no
songwriting or performing --you walked out on the one
girl who loved you and killed her dead... and killed
spike and your lacks made you want to take the tiny
LIMP GIMP OUT OF MY KITTEN. YOU THIRSTED for
PERFECTION THRU SURGERY. AND CHOSE the AVENUE of
REBREAKING the BONE that had healed and then TORTURE
BY CAGE LIKE VIETNAM That peppy little guy? R U CRAZY
WEIRD AGENDAS come out of men tortured by their
feelings about themselves! ESPEC if the man doesn't
LOOK at his own wiring! The vet took one look and said
'tch tch' very nasty. 900 bucks please.' and YOU TELL
ME you will not give the cat back to his mother until
I pay you $$900 that I never signed up for. I always
said he is fine. He sleeps where possums roam and has
to learn to sleep on my bed at night as those
perfectly circular nips were possum tasting tests. And
he was learning to come in. WHEN YOU RIPPED HIM OUT OF
MY HANDS thrusting ME INTO PHYSICAL ILLNESS. I have
bigtime high blood pressure, whistle and whoosh in my
ears, angina pectoris, need open heart surgery all of
which you knew, didn't really want to listen to,
wouldn't correlate that was a STROKE COMING..... but
HUMANS' and their reactions or feelings are invisible
to your mind which is ME-ME-ME obsessed, and to your
heart which is the deficient organ of a life long
MAJOR ABUSER of alcohol. You were a pickle til you
were fifty. PICKLED HEARTS do weird things like KIDNAP
a senior, loving, committed sacrificing MOTHER's
CHILD? Oh there's a good idea. KILL THE BITCH.
SHAME ON YOU. MAY GOD PUNISH YOU FOR THIS.
YOU ARE TOO LATE FOR EDIFICATION! There is no soul
growth possible for you. You drive a car screaming
angrily at other drivers. I have watched you 4 years.
YOU ARE A SOUL that needs re-education but the soul
material is too withered to accept even a lesson given
by the woman whom you came to WEEKLY for 4 years to
GET LESSONS. SO here's the thing. WHAT IS NOT YOURS IS
NOT YOURS. YOU BULLIED AN OLD, SENTIMENTAL,
HEART-ALIVE WOMAN with ugly threats, insults,
EMOTIONAL MONEY TOO black mail. HONDLING ME FOR MONEY
which I knew was just a tactic to scare a geriatric,
done for YOUR AMUSEMENT. BLood thirsty JOY maybe? A
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Many unfeeling people like to TWIST A
KNIFE in a responsive, feeling person. They put
them down, start street fights and bully the little
people and are haughty and "BETTER THAN THEY" and
unfriendly to everyone equally.
You are one of those, a sadistic misanthrope. PEOPLE
HATERS do not honor people they lie to them so they
can do what they please. THEY EXCULPATE and JUSTIFY
their meanness with LIES .You lied about RUFUS JUST
GETTING a check up. TO HIS MOM! WHY NEUTER A CAT that
can't chase girls? HE STOPPED CHASING them. HE has no
cat fight patterns on his body. Just round hole possum
IF YOU TOOK ONE SECOND TO CHECK YOUR FANTASY AT THE
DOOR AND THINK...YOU KNEW HE WAS NOT FOR YOUR LIVING
ROOM. OR COULD BE KEPT BY YOU. You knew he was a urine
voider, bigtime. You saw me Monday covering sofas with
plastic tarps and then sheets. I remember I did it
right on front of you. Ihave many times discussed he
was not a cat one could thwart as pissed, he PISSES.
Not squirts, total VOID of BLADDER. But you don't
listen or watch. I hae done show and tell on this
issue for you. YOU THIRSTED TO OWN HIM. EVERY VISIT
here was RUFUS RUFUS. YET you knew that you couldn't
keep him in your apartment like you kept SPIKE cooped
up for weeks without seeing you. Months, every year,
actually. Spike who killed himself with
THO MAYBE YOU ARE SO DEAF AND BLIND, SUCH A
PEOPLE-NON-LISTENER that you didn't realize HE WAS FIT
FOR NO HOME BUT THE ONE HE LOVED. Where he'd PISS
LAST I must love RUFUS above all cats if I tell my 4
year weekly ride TRUTHS LIKE THIS instead of just
waiting for you to bring my baby back first time he
wets your pillow.
I still have to tell you that YOU ARE a heart dead
misanthrope & misogynist who only wants to control
women. And your own failure to even nail ONE OF THOSE
NEW AGE FESTIVAL sweeties shows the world that you are
already in PENNILESS OLD MAN HELL.
THAT 900$ you spent should have gone for wining and
dining some FAIRLY sweet woman. Yet I DARE to tell you
the real truth every step of the way. I AM NOT
DUMB. I KNEW ANY PROTEST post facto = NO MORE food
runs for ANITA. BUT YOU GOTTA see your SIN bro. I'm an
Aquarian, didactic, candid, REAL -- down where the
rubber meets the road, SPOTTING madness and NAILING
the truth in words.
I was your best friend --only friend ---a good friend
of your personal GURU, too. And HIS GURU, YOGI BHAJAN
and you hit my heart at 25mph running with a
screwdriver, possibly not calculating the DEGREE of
heart pain as it's only your own you can spot... and
not very well, as it RUNS you into brigandry that you
probably are embarassed by.. But you went wild seeing
a cat who could not nail a girl. YOU KNEW you'd cream
and torture a 75 yr old sick woman with a bad heart if
her cat were locked in a cage in a tile bathroom at
YOUR HOUSE 30 days. But in your universe, ME ME ME
I am a barely living antique, a 75 year old disabled
WOMAN (SSI certified for heart) WHO KNEW if she
protested to your face, or to our mutual teacher, Guru
Singh, which I am doing when I FISH his EMAIL ADDIE
out of the COMPUTER in other room that has NETSCAPE
COMMUNICATOR...... with this letter, and YOURS TO ME
where you say "NEVER GET HIM BACK EVER." I knew I
would have to ride a bike to market 2 1/2 miles?
Weekly. Maybe do-able. Maybe not. I get winded
if I just get off the chair and walk. BICYCLE RIDING
to market is impossible. yet I KNEW, -- I FORESAW that
any murmur of protest to LORD SADIST T.W. would create
SCORPIO VENGEANCE .. YET HERE I AM! I was WILLING TO
give you that OPINION Of mine --even DIE for the truth
as I weave like a drunk on a bike, and with 3 or 4
bags? SUICIDE. Or when I hitchhike. I invite MURDER.
Done both dozens of times. I KNEW what dangers were
ahead of me too, when I said, "hey dry drunk, you want
that cat even if it breaks the heart and health of his
MOTHER? A cat who NOW hates you like HE HATES POSSUMS?
GO WITH GOD,you withered, miserable excuse for a
human. 50 yrs of hard liquor. Look at what's left.
This which I have posted on the internet and will
get LAPD to read, along with your letter. OF
course your bosses can google your name and get it
here? And any ladies you try to date.....though in 4
yrs not one of the dozen or so you have pursued has
accepted a first date so I imagine they won't even
want to look up your name..
SO your dreams of love, cosmetic perfection and coming
home at night to have a few minutes of JOY with a cat
who loathes you..........for doing this to him. ONLY
HAVING STOCKHOLM SYNDROME HE smiles desperately at
you. MAY YOU PAY for the torture you gave to RUFUS,
same as you have given me, too. MAY all your dry drunk
LIKE your desire to murder every person you pass
in traffic who isn't driving well enough, whom you
curse, rail & scream at! Like those dry drunk
dreams also should die. The chick dream. You run daily
in the Hollywood hills to check out the girl joggers
and to keep your 65 year old manly form six-packy for
a 25 year old woman to love, and while you dream of
cosmetic perfection and her big boobies in your
horndog hands and dream of a beautiful MAINE COON
kitten in your arms and while you break that gimpy
kitten's leg to get cosmetic perfection and
break his mother's heart knowing that RUFUS is in
SOLITARY CONFINEMENT AD PERPETUEM in the cave of
a true OGRE. LOCKED UP as you hate piss on sofas and
beds and carpets. YET YOU STOLE my fur son, who IS a
bedwetter, stole him with lies to me.
I PRAY to the depth of my being, MAY you meet a
RATTLER in those HILLS, one who will PUT AN END TO
YOUR HORN DOG DREAMS. May those Mexican young men whom
you torture on the street where you live, SHOOT you
dead. The ones you scrimmage with, & intoxicated
by a little power as the RENTAL AGENT/ MGR for that
building, the ones you evict and try to throw off the
driveway and bust in the chops only they BUST YOU back
HARDER --May your little aged, jaunty JEEP rack up on
some desert road FOUR WHEELS TO THE SKY as you always
always go to those tent out SPIRITUAL FESTIVALS to
chase BUSTY WOMEN all the while leaving YOUR CAT SPIKE
TO DIE COOPED up and now my cat locked in SOLITARY, in
a cage so he won't PISS ON EVERYTHING ......MAY HE
PISS and may you rack up. AND MAY A SNAKE TAKE YOU!.
YOU ARE A SNAKE YOURSELF. AND YOU KNOW IT. You have
hurt an old woman to the max, put a knife in my heart.
I just imagine my cat in a cage and I AM HEAVE
BREATHING WITH ANGUISH with 150 over 90 BP. You are a
security guard an ex drunk with nothing to contribute
to humanity. I write. 7,000
websites and 30
novels I would like to find STAMPS and
PRINTER DRIVERS to submit. RAM WRITERS. DISKS. Get
them out of my dead computer where I suspect the hard
drive still has those bytes. Takes a special tool in a
hacker's hands. None of it will I be able to do as you
found a way to shoot me through my right eye. CAGE
RUFUS and leave my imagination to stroke me out.
THE GURU I mentioned, who took over for Yogi Bhajan at
his death, WAS indeed MIGHTY. He only had to tell T.W.
to come see me and apologize, TW did it and then I got
him to bring RUFUS back. Surgery left him limping
three times as bad. Mr. T W still gets readings for a
market ride once a week. I will never weep at his
funeral, but heck a ride to the market is better than
a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.
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