Wolsamnoraa's Blog

The blood in his heart was taken from another living creature

I have a cat which is a fact that I have mentioned before.  He has aptly been nicknamed Tookie (and sometimes Tookus)  after the late (sometimes great) founder and leader of the Hebrew  Crips, Tookie Williams.  My Tookie has the personality of a wolf and the lips of a gator.  Tookie is a pack creature and loves to sharpen his teeth.  He’s not your everyday house cat.  He’d just as soon tear you limb from limb as he would buy you a greeting card with his feelings written neatly in feline calligraphy (a dying art form).  He’s a complicated mess and it’s tempting to pet him, but don’t.  You’ll get hurt and you might possibly fall in love.

I have also mentioned one of the neighbors that I live near.  She dons a large ass and walks an old fat dog.  The dog, a war torn golden retriever named Daisy, is an ok dog because she never talks.  My neighbor on the other hand, won’t shut up.  Her life seems to be a teetering balance of treats and gossip.  She bought/adopted Daisy immediately (like 2 days) after her other, aging retriever died.  She’s always calls the dog quirky names like ol’ fart, goof butt, and, my personal favorite, Chelsea (it was her old dog’s name, she blurted it out once by mistake).  Needless to say, they’re quite the pair; always breathing heavily and gnoshing snacks.

Well, the cat sees the dog coming to and from the apartment daily as the gastropod neighbor and Daisy waddle by my front door to use the stairs.  Being the intellectual, prison-mentality cat that he is, Tookie stares Daisy down through our screen door every day looking smug and contrite as if to say, “I am going to claw your heart out you dirty old mutt.”   Sometimes Daisy ignores it.  Sometimes Daisy barks.  But one of these days, whether Daisy reacts or not, Tookus is going to tear ass through that screen door, open up that old dog with his claws, and chomp down on her tired soul.  And I imagine that no sooner will that day come than my neighbor will have bought a new/used retriever to mistakenly name goof butt.