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I always thought those folks selling magazines and religious info door to door were turkeys.
love it!
Made my day – the cat’s too, I’m sure.
I was going to ask if they knocked, but I like Matt’s comment much better
Thank goodness it wasn’t a turnkey!
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Two weeks into the vegan diet his owners imposed on him Otis began see things that weren’t there.
Otis needs professional help. As do the owners.
As Heckle and Jeckle approached the shiny brass doorknob that had attracted their attention from across the yard, Otis remained motionless.
But secretly, the big cat was grinning. He’d hated these two turkeys for years.
To be sure, the feeling was mutual.
But now, thanks to the 60 amp. line he’d quietly pulled off his owner’s dryer and fastened to the aluminum door frame, all the planning was about to come down to a single moment of truth.
And action.
Unfortunately, Heckle and Jeckle scampered off as Otis’s father arrived home. Dad came up on the porch and, as he reached for the door handle, he saw Otis run upstairs. Dad recovered, but Otis stayed under the bed for more than a day. No one knew why.
Finally a soup! Otis deserves a big bowl. Yum!