Retard

We had the greatest cat in the history of the world when we were little. Our home in Red Lion had 2 floors plus a basement. Because the house was built on the side of a hill steps were required for every door except the basement and front doors. That means that there were steps on the side of the house and out the back door. This little detail matters later in this story.

We lived at the corner of E Elm Lane and whatever that street going up is
Retard was named because of the crazy things it would do. It used to sleep in the middle of the floor, where the sun shone through; would awaken from what appeared to be a dead sleep, run around the first floor of the house, flip in the air and land where he started and go back to sleep almost immediately.

Another of his favorite tricks was to crawl under the afghan that draped across the back of the sofa.

Joe was still pretty young. When he heard that cats have 9 lives he wanted to experiment. So he started throwing Retard off the top of the side steps. We believe it contributed to his per-mature death.







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  1. I don’t remember Retard. I remember April and Jade the two cats �� I had to feed twice a day for every. Jade was a blue siamese car and April was a multi colored long hair cat! I loved them both, but don’t remember your cat at all.

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