Shortly thereafter, the family is billed for a CAT scan.
Likewise, if Winchester the dog gets involved, the families are billed for Lab work...
Posted on 07/25/2007 2:37:53 PM PDT by freedomdefender
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I like cats, but if he started curling up at my legs, I’d have to kick him off the bed.
Those fools! Don’t they see they have a serial killer cat?
That’s the last time I let my cat curl up on my desk next to my arm and start licking my mousing hand.
Of course, like any cat he wants first shot at going through the deceased's wallet. ;)
See those dark-age folks were right Cats are evil.
I think I would buy a giant pit-bull to keep that cat away from me.
Shortly thereafter, the family is billed for a CAT scan.
Likewise, if Winchester the dog gets involved, the families are billed for Lab work...
Quacks and shamans...
Grandma was doing well, but then Oscar jumped up on her bed. Within an hour she was turning blue and gasping and then she died. What psychic powers does that cat have?
Interesting.
Cats were once believed to be witches’ familiars who would steal a baby’s soul.
Maybe he works at the other end of things.
(My family rescues kittens and tries to save as many as possible. This is an attempt at humor. I don’t want fellow cat lovers after me!)
They know. Animals can tell when death approaches.
If it were my bedisde that Oscar approached, I would thank him for the warning, and for visiting me one last time.
Isn’t there an old wives tale about cats stealing the last breath of the dying?
That damn cat is circling my bed an my eyes aren't what they used to be.
I fully agree, my cat's been sitting next to me for a couple hours and unngh.... *thud*
I thought the old belief was that “cats would steal a baby’s breath”.
I guess that’s similar to the wives’ tale that they will sleep on a baby’s face because of the milk smell.
It could be co-ink-a-dink. OTOH elephants sensed the tsunami in Sri Lanka, scientists are studying how snakes react to earthquakes, dogs sniff cancerous tumors in humans... we really know so little.
In a hospital’s Intensive Care Unit, patients always died in the same bed, on Sunday morning, at about 11:00 a.m., regardless of their medical condition.
This puzzled the doctors and some even thought it had something to do with the supernatural. No one could solve the mystery as to why the deaths occurred around 11:00 a.m. Sunday, so a worldwide team of experts was assembled to investigate the cause of the incidents.
The next Sunday morning, a few minutes before 11:00 am., all of the doctors and nurses nervously waited outside the ward to see for themselves what the terrible phenomenon was all about. Some were holding wooden crosses, prayer books, and other holy objects to ward off the evil spirits.
Just when the clock struck 11:00, Pookie Johnson, the part-time Sunday sweeper, entered the ward and unplugged the life support system so he could use the vacuum cleaner.
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