Originally posted by Tubby & Peanut's Mom

... Jack flies off the couch and flops down in the corner.

... Terry's yelling about how I'm killing Jack and
just cut if off -
like I have a knife in my bra or something.

... he has his little swiss army knife ...
Sliced right through the thing...
and threw it right in the garbage!

Well, never again will one of my cats have
a harness like that - never.


Boots, da Kat, here ...

Uhhhh, CJ ~
Dis is prolly gonna put a lil "krimp" inna back yard ex-kurzins!

I dun summa dat "kollar inna mouff" stuff when I wuz a lil kiddy-kat...
I dun da hole thing - skreemin, floppin all round da room,
gaggin, koffin ... Dad hadda a reelee *nice* kollar. ( )

Week later he had a nudder kollar ...
Put dat sukker on so I kudint get a pawnail unner it!
Da an dint have much effekt when Dad KNEW
I wuzint gettin hurt by da kollar.
Aftur wearin it fur an hour a day fur about two weekz ...
I jest an qiut bout it.

NOW I wearz a Red Nylon jobbie 24/7 - an dont pay it no mynd at all.

I'd bet iffin ya wanna inna yard -
ya better learn ta wear dat harness!
Better about it, Bub!

/s/ Da KAT