Sunday, September 18, 2005
Meet Ice-T (Sweet Tea, Catmeat)
It only took a minute to see the light. Ehh! Here, I look admiringly at the picture, which shows the graves of Mr. and Mrs. E.W. Floyd at Akins, Okla. E.W. was sheriff of Sequoyah County for years and years, until 1970 or so. He was a brother of Charles Arthur "Pretty Boy" Floyd, who is still regarded as something of a hillbilly hero of the common man -- and the common cat -- in rural eastern Oklahoma. Ehh!
Here, I look adoringly at ER, my chief of staff.
Howdy, y'all!
What was that? Ehh! Ehh!
Yep, I was an urban street cat with urban street cred until I adopted the ER household. This is me posin' next to a mandolin that ER plans to learn to play someday. (It was ER who taught me drop me to drop my G's, too.)
Ehh! Ehh!
:-)
Meow.
The reason the cat's eyes are bugged out is that it is choking on the sissy collar.
No, I have complete faith and trust in the ERs. They have given me free rein in the house, except for their bedroom.
My potty has a roof, an air filtering system, a door and a porte cochere and circle driveway. Ehh! Ehh! I am livin' large in the ER household. The ERS would NEVER do anything to clip my wings.
Hey, what are these little things in my lower belly? ... and what are gonads, anyway? Hmmm. Ehh!
"How YOU doin'?" (said in best Joey Tribiani voice).
Their Web site splains why: 118 locations and not a single dadgum one in Oklahoma!
I am shock -- shocked!
--ER
But see, the deal is, Ice-T, like his chief of staff, is an erudite redneck, not jus' a plain' ol' vamilla redneck. ;-)
--ER
Hope the pups aren't too non-plussed. =)
My Mr. Zenith often has that same look.
He's a beauty -- NO WONDER he stole the show at Starbucks -- even at the drive-thru :)
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