but is there a fine line between mad dog and rapid dog? You don’t argue about who got the steak with either of them.
Now I have a mental image of vic as cujo.
My canine analogy is flawed as the dog would represent me and my in ability to not wrassel† with vic-k.
The line of which you inquire is neither fine or delicate. It is bold, neon orange and flashing. While I would not associate the slobbery one with cujo, you may want to rolled up news paper when ever you think he may be around.
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† If this word confuses you, fret not. It is a technical term used “down south” to describe a condition in which two or more individuals participate in contests to determine who is friends with whom. It typically results in bloody noses and/or over night accommodations provided by the county. The traditional outcome of wrasseling is either a blood feud (Hatfields and McCoys) or swapping of family members (typically through marriage). Due to the horrible consequences of the other outcome most folks hoped and prayed for a simple blood feud. These days wrasseling typically results in the victorious buying the vanquished a round of beer.
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I could possibly have meant to type rabid.
a rolled up newspaper might be handy tool to have about. A small bag dispenser too perhaps. And some gingham underthings.
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grr
Oh, vic-k, please. Cujo? With a name like Fluff and a bum leg to boot? I guess my ankles could be in danger of being gnawed off. Unless of course I move at more than a slow walk. How fast can you really be with that peg leg of yours?
Alexandria
Alexandria,
Good morning. Actually, Pirate dog, is called Pirate dog. Fluff is my name, Im vic-ks cat, and the only one of the menagerie that inhabits the real world. Sad but true. 
Take care Alexandria
Fluff
hey there Fluff, I rather like the older women myself - especially the large ones. What say, how about it Sugar?
Toby
Ok you two. This is not a cat hook up forum. This forum is for SERIOUS business. Things like the best way to avoid doing employee appraisals. Or how to put off until next year what you should have completed last year.
Young Toby,
Believe me youngn, there are older women, and then there are, '[i]older women'.[/i] Thanks for the offer, but I prefer my men ,[i]'Feral[/i]' Dont be too crestfallen.
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Fluff
trust Jaysen to pop up like the proverbial gooseberry…sad 
Toby would reply, but he’s busy sleeping across both my arms. Methinks he likes the tapping motion.
Believe me, he was feral at about 2am this morning. But then so was I.
Living where I do I am forced to listen to kitty hookup all night long. I then need to find human disposal methods for the unwanted and unhealthy results. Please forgive me for placing this particular hook up into the same category, but last night seemed to be very busy for the local reproducing population. I don’t want to see more unwanted little ones brought into the world.
Understandable - Toby was in fact the unwanted result of a stray tabby hooking up with the local tom. We got him from Battersea Dogs & Cats home a few weeks back.
3 more months, then we cut his nads off. Poor baby boy!
do y` mean chasing miscreants, or feeling randy 
While I am turned on by a man in uniform, unfortunately the police who turned up were lady constabulary (and very good at it). The handcuffs did secretly tittilate, but in a very scary way.
Have we devolved down to Kitty Pimping?
Definitely some chuckling and hucking going on here. I is serious cat has a seriously *&%^ed up face! The jawscat is the freakiest though.
Sooooo cute! Ok, I have to add mine now:
FYI, he was born without a tail. It doesn’t seem to stop him from getting into all sorts of precarious places!
Oh, Fluff, sorry to have mixed that up. Didn’t mean to offend. To mistake a cat for a dog, well, that is inexcusable. Though I have to admit to getting a little confused with all of vic-k’s many ‘friends.’
Alexandria
I don’t have cats. Am allergic to cats, though we do have a neighborhood kitty that visits me whenever I’m gardening. She poops in my yard, but I forgive her because she is so sweet. But I’m definitely a dog person, and here’s one huge reason why…my beloved Mila…
oh she’s lovely - she’s almost the colour opposite of my father in law’s last dog, Stella. She was jack russell cross with staffie, and had a very similar face shape to Mila.