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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Gauguin who wrote (51446)	5/29/2000 6:59:00 PM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 71178

Shoot- I';ll never catch up. And I'm leaving town tomorrow for several days with "the girls". Doing Vegas. yeehaw. I already told them they were rambiless tomorrow night- because I have to see the Stars game. A dog was barking and barking a little bit ago and I went out to see why, and there was teshie all fluffed up and this big dog, an English setter I think, doing that doggie thing-- you know how they bounce around about fifteen feet away from something, all excited ("Gonna get ya! Gonna get ya!"). I stupidly yelled, and Tesh , hearing my voice (MOMMY!) turned and starting running toward me. Oboy! The dog's eyes light up and he tears off after Tesh. They barrelby me into the garage which is always open, becuase Ammo is building a giant instrument of PVC pipe that now requires a ten foot stand. And Tesh instead of going through the kitty door into the house, runs through the back door into the back yard. I'm screaming at the top of my lungs for Dan, who is sunbathing by the pool and reading his new book on Robert E Lee and he leaps up thinking I don't know what, and I hear a cat screech- which makes me scream louder and run like hell after them. Getting through the garage is like an Army obstacle course. Pipes rolling, lumber everywhere, I get to the deck, and Dan is running around a tree which Tesh had climbed, and he's chasing this dog, who is just too thrilled by the whole event, which just keeps getting more and more exciting. So I start chasing him too- around and around we go... like that scene in Little Black Sambo - where the tigers run around in a circle until they melt into a pool of butter. Dan picks up a stick-- it's maybe 8" long, and 1/4 " thick, really scary, and waves it at the dog threateningly. The dog laughs and jumps around more, thinking probably that we're about to play catch. We finally get him out the gate and close it and the garage. Then we look up the tree.. "POor Teshie!" cries Dan, who plays favorites. "I'll get you down." "Dan, he can get down on his own." But Dan is now climbing the tree-- he just has way too much energy from this Atkins diet-- and he gets up to Tesh who thinks this is great, Dad's up here in his tree! He comes over to Dan and gets all loved and petted, and then Dan hands him down, I've never seen a cat passed down like that, perfectly relaxed and trusting from 15 feet in the air, but Tesh reached out and hugged me and I carried him off to inspect him, because his fur was wet. "Wait!" cries Dan. "Who's going to get me down?" "I'll call the fire department" I call over my shoulder, which of course I didn't. And just like a cat, he got down.