The other day my cat and I took a walk!

The other day my cat and I took a walk!

I'm not jivin'. I was putting one foot in front of the other and so was my cat - well paws anyway. After the accident, I thought we'd never walk. But thanks to prosthetic surgery

we were able to take our morning stroll again out on the dock. I decided to let the cat off the leash to frolic a little and sniff around to see if there were any fish remnants

near the raggedy beggar woman. Man was that stupid. The barnacle-nosed beggar woman womped her homeless sack on my cat, she broke its paw off and started nibbling. I was shocked

by my cat's unwillingness to fight back. "Mr. Puss 'N' Fluff, how could you?" I asked. "After I dropped 3 grand on kitty karate lessons, this is how you repay me?" The woman gnawed

on Fluff's tail. Then, she ordered her army of evil guinea pigs to take me out. A furry ball of claws and wrath chased me, then attacked. "Nooooooooo, I

can't die this way!" I wailed. "It would mean that the gypsy fortune-teller was right after all!" Drastic action was needed if I was to survive this guinea pig gauntlet. I reached

lowered enormous wheels for us all to exercise on & I knew we'd lost. I fell to my knees & railed, "Great Gazoo! Why not me? Why the guinea pigs? I can do cute and fluffy - just gi

ve me a chance! Let me show you!" I puffed up my cheeks & did my best guinea pig impression. Great Gazoo was not impressed. That's how I ended up here, a Holiday Inn lounge singer.