My neighbor at the bottom of the gulch is a total cat person. He means well and I love him to death; but, bless his little heart, I can’t go into his home anymore and I’m running out of excuses to avoid the invites. Every time I go in there, I have to breath thru my mouth and almost pass out. Have you ever been in a Cat Person’s home? The smell is indescribable and the urine colors everywhere make me nauseous. Then I have to make up more excuses to run out for fresh air.
This weekend I saw him working in the field so I pulled in to chew some cud. He told me he watched the kitty spring game on tv and how Chris Murray is going to set passing records this season. He said, “you would not believe the backwards pass Chris Murray threw!” At first I said, “oh that’s neat, sounds like he’s getting that option attack down.” Then he said, “no, it was a 2-pt conversion that CM threw over his head.” I gave him a sideways look and he said, “like this” and demonstrated the motion of the “pass.” It looked like a no-look shot Curly from the globetrotters would throw over his shoulder. I just wished him luck and got the f*** out of there before he tried to invite me inside