Scaredy-Cat
It must be great to be a young black bear of 15 stone, you can roam about in the outback snacking on whatever food you luck. Trample down shrubs and scare passers by, frightening the living daylights out of poor little children. However there is one thing you must never do. What I hear you ask? I was suspired to find this out as well.
Never enter Jack’s yard. Who is Jack?? Sorely he must be some 12 foot scary monster capable of maiming anything it its path. Well he is none other than a 15lb ginger tom capable of hissing and spitting at poor defenceless young bears, forcing them to climb 50 feet up a tree. Clearly patrolling the area awaiting his victim to starve to death and fall out the tree. Getting a little bored the bear saw his chance, climbed down to escape. Jack being the professional bear killer did not want him to get away forcing the bear to climb yet another tree. On lookers were stunned, barely able to control themselves at the thought of a live slaughter. Tom’s owner was the only one who could save the bear, rattling a tin of chunky roast beef whiskas. Tom was unable to resist the small and ran back into the house. Thanks The Mail on sunday.
Never enter Jack’s yard. Who is Jack?? Sorely he must be some 12 foot scary monster capable of maiming anything it its path. Well he is none other than a 15lb ginger tom capable of hissing and spitting at poor defenceless young bears, forcing them to climb 50 feet up a tree. Clearly patrolling the area awaiting his victim to starve to death and fall out the tree. Getting a little bored the bear saw his chance, climbed down to escape. Jack being the professional bear killer did not want him to get away forcing the bear to climb yet another tree. On lookers were stunned, barely able to control themselves at the thought of a live slaughter. Tom’s owner was the only one who could save the bear, rattling a tin of chunky roast beef whiskas. Tom was unable to resist the small and ran back into the house. Thanks The Mail on sunday.
10 Comments:
My dad was so telling me about this at breakfast yesterday! What the hell is wrong that bear?! Great story. :)
I know that bear such a pussy.
You've struck gold with your alter-ego, my friend. :)
Pussy has been a good friend ;-)
Damn, that must be one mean cat! Like that one that attacked the Avon lady, huh?
I need to ge me a mean cat.
Hmmmm, mean pussy....I could see you pulling that off!
Hello The Bearded Lady you found my blog. I'm so happy hope you stop by often.
Where do you live really TBL??? Pussy thanks you for paying a visit.
Ha! Cats fucking rock.
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