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1. about 6 years ago on Breaking Cat News

   All I’ll say is Lou is gonna WISH it was SWAT… ;-)

2. about 6 years ago on Breaking Cat News

   To say that Sweet Lou was unhappy with the outcome of this “fight” would be understatement of the decade- even having won, technically. Bobby was looking aghast, trotting to where Red lay sprawled out and unconscious. Lou knew there was no way this was going to satisfy the crowd. “What the hell ya doin’, man? When did you teach him to do THAT?” Baywolf was just sitting halfway between Red and Lou, and was shaking his head. Tre-C was thinking; “…did not see THAT coming”, but had her eyes locked on Lou, as Megan instructed. And it’s a good thing she did, because Lou, not a kind and forgiving person to begin with, reached into his belt and drew out his .32 calibre pistol. No dumb dog, he thought, was going to make a fool out of him… or cost him money.

   Tre-C now saw her cue and sprang full power from her perch ten feet above Lou in the building rafters. As Lou raised his arm to aim, she met it with fully extended claws and wide open mouth. Lou screamed in pain and attempted to shake the Tabby off his arm, an action that only made his wounds deeper- and caused him to miss his intended target, instead shooting Bobby in the leg. Twice. Maxie saw this, then launched himself squarely onto Lou’s back, to roughly the same effect as hitting him with a 30lb sack of flour. When he got back on his feet, he saw his “buddies” also drawing their weapons. Looking back into the center of the yard, he received an even bigger shock.

3. about 6 years ago on Breaking Cat News

   RNN, I think (Rodent News Network)

4. about 6 years ago on Breaking Cat News

   Guys… did it not occur to you to put something in the “trap” to give it a little weight? Just sayin’… (they may be mice, but they do not appear to be dumb mice)

5. about 6 years ago on Breaking Cat News

   No, good friends, no matter how you massage the ingredients, Gin and coffee is NOT a good idea. I like Gin, and I love coffee. But ne’r the twain [should] meet… :-P

6. about 6 years ago on Breaking Cat News

   ROFL

7. about 6 years ago on Breaking Cat News

   My personal favorite is; “…we cannot defeat plaid!”

8. about 6 years ago on Breaking Cat News

   No-one wrote an epic poem to commemorate the events that unfolded that afternoon. There were no local tributes, no statues erected, no plaques engraved and set in concrete. Mere miles from that tow yard, life went on as boringly normal as usual. But there would be talk, all the way from the most sedate house cat to the Human law enforcement agents who were involved. There would be talk of a small group of cats who, unbelievably, did battle with a dog fighting ring… and brought it down.

   At the release of the restraint chains, Megan reached for her cell phone and performed her one, pre-planned personal task. After double-checking that the “location” feature was active, she dialed 911, waited to hear “…what is your emergency?”, then simply dropped the phone. Baywolf took off after “Red” so strongly he actually kicked up a small rooster tail in the dirt. Red dug in and the men hooted and cheered in anticipation. Baywolf lowered his head and appeared to be channeling a steam locomotive. Impact was imminent. Then, in the middle of this field of battle, Baywolf simply stopped in his tracks. Red continued his full speed run, but when he was mere feet from ’Wolf, the Husky did something that Red had no defense for- he reared up on his back legs and came down on the Pit Bull full force with the side of his massive head. Lights out, Red. Game over. KO in the first ten seconds of round one.

9. about 6 years ago on Breaking Cat News

   Nothing is safe from Digger and The Demon. From the tree they ate to the tiniest piece of garland, they will climb on it, into it, through it, chew it, drag it to another room, hell… it’s only a matter of time before they have built a fireplace in the living room to lure Santa in and trap him…

10. about 6 years ago on Breaking Cat News

    Or you could say they’ve captured the spirit of Christmas, then eaten it…