BOOPY TAKES OVER

Hi fellow gatherers! It's me again, Boopy.

Mr. Schneider has left the building. He's not available for comment. I've taken over.

My story here yesterday got TWICE as many readers. Mine got TWICE as many comments. You love me, you really love me.

Mr. Schneider is beside himself. He's probably off buying more booze. It's OK, he's a happy drunk.

He went grocery shopping today. He came back with all of the bags and tried to tell us he was such a great hunter to bring back all of this food. Yeah right. He's so slow he can't catch a cold. Ha ha! I crack myself up.

The subject I want to talk about is cats. Cats! You gotta love em, The law says you can't shoot em.

I love chasing cats. I once got one to literally fly to the top of a tree. I never could figure that one out.

I've noticed a lot of people here at gather love cats. They even have groups dedicated to the love of cats. I have one thing to say. FOOLS! You're all fools! Cats can never be trusted. They're TERRORISTS! Sneaky little critters. All cuddly one minute, then SWOOSH, claws are flying.

They have something planned. Something big. Spread out in sleeper cells just waiting for their leader, Cat Stevens. Now you know why he was kept from coming to this country last year. You heard it here first.

OOPS! It looks like you know who is home, I'd better go. I'll come back when he's passed out. Maybe if I use that "adoring eyes" bit I'll get a chewie. He's so easy.