A Man, His Wife And Her Cat

Racer X 69

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A man who hated his wife's cat decided to get rid of the animal by driving him several blocks away from
home and letting him out of the car. When he got home, he found the cat already on the front porch.
Next day, when his wife went shopping, he took the cat and drove 20 blocks away and dumped off the cat. Upon returning, he found the cat strolling up to the front door.
Vexed, the next day he took the cat to the far side of the next town -- over two rivers, a set of railroad
tracks, and half way up a winding mountain road, where he flung the cat out the window.
Half an hour later, the home phone rang, and his wife answered. "Is that damned cat home," the husband asked his wife.
"Yes, he's sitting on the front porch," she replied.
"Well put him on the phone, will you? I'm lost and I need directions back to the damned house...."
 
HAHAHA...that's a good one.......Now I have a question, why do men hate cats?

Woah, there! I am a man and I love cats. I once had an all black cat that was born feral on the day Mount St. Helens erupted. She turned out to be a very good cat, I was able to train her to ask to go outside so there was no litterbox in the house (yuck, smelly), and she was very aggressive toward dogs (back when I did not have a dog) and would chase the neighborhood wanderers out of the yard. She was an excellent hunter, so the mouse population was low, and I lived on a small bay on Puget Sound and one day she turned up with a small Mallard duck!

Cats are cool in my book.
 

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