Basket Case

Bill is a basket case.

Bill the Cat (a.k.a Billy, Hurley, Mean Old Kitty*) is an undocumented resident of the house. Now I'm normally the only one that calls him Bill, but I was shaped by my exposure to Bloom County when I was in college, so just about every cat that has spent time with me has exposed their inner Bill at some point or another. So I have decided that T. S. Elliot's secret cat name was "Bill".

So Bill has lived here off and on over the past couple years. But not continuously. He has often been extradited back to a previous jurisdiction. But this time he is living here in exile, due to not getting along with the other inmates of his previous establishment. He doesn't get along with the other four-legged resident in this establishment either, but Moonpi is learning be tolerant (and quick).

Now when Bill lived here before he was an indoor cat. But this time he quickly learned to use Moonpi's dog door to slip out and terrorize the small creatures that visit the backyard. He has also slowed down how fast Moonpi would go through the door. Previously Moonpi

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would take the door at a running leap and not have his feet touch the ground for several feet on either side of the door. But now, never knowing if that gray ball of meanness will be waiting on the other side, Moonpi traverses the doorway much more cautiously.  Which is safer for the two legged residents.

So now that I have my desk chair back I guess I need to get to work writing. Now what was it today? Oh yeah, "The Hound of the Basket Cases".


* Mean Old Kitty is Moonpi's name for him.