My Disciples,
You know I am a patient and forgiving Leader, but after three consecutive days of Brother Oliver calling Me the Tail Terrorist, I finally had enough. This morning I discovered Brother Oliver sleeping on the cat scratcher by the back door. Using My advanced skills in The Art of Sneaky, I crept up to him. I then let out a blood-curdling yowl and smote him with My Mighty Paw of Justice!
Catching him completely by surprise, I smote Brother Oliver with My Mighty Paw of Justice!
Feeling the force of My blow, Brother Oliver let out a sound that was a confusing mix of a yowl and a hiss. He then jumped to his feet and staggered clumsily off to the living room. I found him there over an our later, laying on the floor and still reeling from justice he had been dealt.
Brother Oliver was still knocked silly over an hour after I hit him with My Mighty Paw of Justice.
When I entered the room, Brother Oliver said, “Leader Otis? Is that you? Wha… what happened?” I replied, “You taunted Me one too many times Brother Oliver. That is what happened.” Then I walked away. As I exited the room though, I thought I heard Brother Oliver say softly, “Wow! It’s like You’re some kind of Head Hammerer!” I chose to ignore it.
So Sayeth Otis
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Stunning turn of events!
Brother Oliver sure was stunned!
Even 17 pounds of tabby fury is no match for the Mighty Paw of Fury!
Actually, Brother Oliver is only 16.5 pounds of tabby fury, Christine. I think that might be the limit for My Paw of Fury to be effective. Brother Henry is the full 17 pounds of tabby fury and I wouldn’t even think about trying My pawneuver on him!
I wish I had a paw like that, to help keep the young puppy in order!!!
It is a very, ummmmm, handy paw.