I'll ignore that.
(Anyway, the him/her question remains a mystery; although from the
southern direction, there is a *hint* of "male equipments".)
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"WE" visited the Horse Barn ... made a nice impression on the #2 Hand ...
but never got out on stage for a real audition.
"Nawwwww ... It's too small an fragile fur a Barn Kat ... never last a week.
And we've got THREE up at the house - no room for more."
So ends a career in the Horse Industry ... NEXT ...
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We're waiting to hear from the First Mate's First Dawter.
HUH?
I found Unka Pat & Miz Joan - *boating* on Milton BigLake with a nuddder
retired Plummmer Buddy of Pat's. Miz Joan was kinda *mouthie* with her
"NO - we DON'T want a KAT" ... so da boat's First Mate asked "WHAT Kat?"
Miz Joan filled in the detailz by voice relay ... 1st Mate asks da Captain:
"Wanna KAT?"
The answer being firmly negative, 1st Mate volunteers to inquire of First Dawter
if there was a need for a KAT in her household. This will also require a
conference with First Son-in-Law - who's prolly totally oblivious to the
high seas drama unfolding.
Not sure about holding my breath on this one.
BUT - just in case ... we went out front for more *snappies* and a stab at
reducing the rate of innjury & damage inflicted by 18 very SHARP Kitty Klawz.
1) * It's VERY hard to take *snappies* when the lil Subject insists upon
either sticking It's nose onto the lense, and/or using the shooting arm / camera
assembly as a jungle gym. >deep sigh<
2) * Klipping 18 tiny Kitty Klawz (for prolly the first tyme) is NOT for the faint of heart!
3) * Tiny Kittens MUST be tripple-jointed, at the minimum.
We got 'em all (I think) with NO screams (from da KAT) of pain and NO blood losss;
MY blood loss was brought under control in about 30 minutes;
I do feel *faint*, but the Medics say I'll recover in tyme.
Surely, SUMbuddie **Must* need a lil Kitty!
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