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(Some call me callous. I'm really just being realistic. Conversation I had last night)
A: "You remember the gray cat? Sister of your cat?"
Me: "The a-hole, sister of Moron. Yes?"
A: "She got ate by a boa today."
Me: "Python. That's weird. You sure?"
A: "I saw a foot sticking out of it's mouth. It was (gesturing with hands, large around) big there, inside it."
Me: "What happened to the snake?"
A: "The animal rescue came and got it."
Me: "Where was this?"
A: "(Points at neighbors house.) Right there. Their front yard."
Me: "Yeay. Wild life wins. I wonder if I could borrow it for Moron."
A: "You're the a-hole."
Me: "Practical. Don't give me that crap. She's a completely brainless kitten production machine and you don't want her back. Perfect snake dinner"
Anyway, which of our local pythons (I'm assuming a python) snacks on cats? This was a little strange as the location is houses and farmland with the forest about 5 miles away. The only other cat capable snakes around here (she was pretty big; around 10 lbs) are the giant ratter, extremely rare, and the king cobra which has better sense than to dine on yukky fuzzies.
Anyway, I'm glad it was in town people and rescued, not ending up in a stew pot.
I might as well add some off topic stuff. It was a pretty surrealistic evening. We stopped at a restaurant we haven't tried before. Interesting place. Restaurant in the middle, mini mart to the left, sold truck tires and auto mufflers to the right. A selection of CD for sale towards the back. The CD's were divided into cartoons and soft porn. (Tom and Jerry rubbing shoulders with spicy anime. Not the mental image you want to go to sleep with). At the back of the restaurant it was dark and one of the waitresses kept slipping into a back room with male customers who were lined up outside, sitting on their motorcycles. A karaoke machine was blasting away with Monty Python on it! ??? This was not a local establishment that you could make a snap guess as to what the owner was like.
Not willing to take a chance on dessert there we swung over to a friends restaurant. We ordered ice cream and a new cake recipe a waitress/cook was trying out. Little cup of ice cream and a half a forever wait for the cake. It was during the wait we were told about the cat demise. It turned out the wait for the cake was the cook needed the cup the ice cream came in. It finally arrived! A cupcake? In the ice cream dish?? For $1.50??? But the ice cream was free. Time to go home and watch The Meaning Of Life not translated into Thai on a karaoke machine.
A: "You remember the gray cat? Sister of your cat?"
Me: "The a-hole, sister of Moron. Yes?"
A: "She got ate by a boa today."
Me: "Python. That's weird. You sure?"
A: "I saw a foot sticking out of it's mouth. It was (gesturing with hands, large around) big there, inside it."
Me: "What happened to the snake?"
A: "The animal rescue came and got it."
Me: "Where was this?"
A: "(Points at neighbors house.) Right there. Their front yard."
Me: "Yeay. Wild life wins. I wonder if I could borrow it for Moron."
A: "You're the a-hole."
Me: "Practical. Don't give me that crap. She's a completely brainless kitten production machine and you don't want her back. Perfect snake dinner"
Anyway, which of our local pythons (I'm assuming a python) snacks on cats? This was a little strange as the location is houses and farmland with the forest about 5 miles away. The only other cat capable snakes around here (she was pretty big; around 10 lbs) are the giant ratter, extremely rare, and the king cobra which has better sense than to dine on yukky fuzzies.
Anyway, I'm glad it was in town people and rescued, not ending up in a stew pot.
I might as well add some off topic stuff. It was a pretty surrealistic evening. We stopped at a restaurant we haven't tried before. Interesting place. Restaurant in the middle, mini mart to the left, sold truck tires and auto mufflers to the right. A selection of CD for sale towards the back. The CD's were divided into cartoons and soft porn. (Tom and Jerry rubbing shoulders with spicy anime. Not the mental image you want to go to sleep with). At the back of the restaurant it was dark and one of the waitresses kept slipping into a back room with male customers who were lined up outside, sitting on their motorcycles. A karaoke machine was blasting away with Monty Python on it! ??? This was not a local establishment that you could make a snap guess as to what the owner was like.
Not willing to take a chance on dessert there we swung over to a friends restaurant. We ordered ice cream and a new cake recipe a waitress/cook was trying out. Little cup of ice cream and a half a forever wait for the cake. It was during the wait we were told about the cat demise. It turned out the wait for the cake was the cook needed the cup the ice cream came in. It finally arrived! A cupcake? In the ice cream dish?? For $1.50??? But the ice cream was free. Time to go home and watch The Meaning Of Life not translated into Thai on a karaoke machine.
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