David, at 13:15 on Sun, May 29 1994, you wrote to Bill Grimsley ...

 BG> cat ripped his arms to shreds in the process.  I find it really 
 BG> hard to understand how he can still like the evil little furry 
 BG> bastards, to be honest.  ;-)

 DD> I have no objection to those little furry fellows who leave my 
 DD> arms intact.  That other cat never came back mind you. 

So you won't be wanting the .22 after all, then?

 DD> After mauling my hand the bastard probably got the guts ache from 
 DD> all of my blue blood.

Died, more likely.  All that tea you drink, presumably.  ;-)

Regards, Bill

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