melissa-dallas
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My sister and her colleagues at the high school she teaches at have been buying tamales from a lady who comes around to the school, police department and other places selling them and has raved about how good they are. Yesterday she & two friends bought a dozen and were sharing them at the morning break. Her friend Bea found a piece of something hard in hers. They at first thought it was a chip of bone, but on further inspection decided it was an unknown TOOTH. Bea took it to her vet at lunch and her vet said that it was a cat tooth, and probably an old cat at that as it had quite a bit of tartar on it. Bea just about had a heart attack and the vet said "different cultures..." to which she replied that she was Mexican and she had certainly never cooked a cat. Anyway, here is the text of the email she sent to some friend this morning:
Friends,
I know you won't believe this tail but here goes. A little Mexican woman (hereafter referred to as Typhoid Maria) often sells Tomales at our high school. While enjoying one of her purrfect delicatcies, I noticed something was afoot....or rather a tooth. I became catatonic. I thought Mickey (or perhaps Willard) had met with a cheesy end but after taking the tooth to a local veterinarian, he identified the object as a I.F.O. (Identified Feline Object.)
Jellicle Fluff had come to a horrible, catastrophic end!
Holy Gatto-mole Catman!
The puss-peddler pussy footed away and left the rest of us picking up the tabby.
So, before you purrchase Tomales from travelling vendors, you might want to think twice (or maybe nine times) so you don't have to hack fur-balls up. Dead Cats tell no tales.
Bea
P.S. Has anyone noticed that TACos backwards is SO CAT!!!
Friends,
I know you won't believe this tail but here goes. A little Mexican woman (hereafter referred to as Typhoid Maria) often sells Tomales at our high school. While enjoying one of her purrfect delicatcies, I noticed something was afoot....or rather a tooth. I became catatonic. I thought Mickey (or perhaps Willard) had met with a cheesy end but after taking the tooth to a local veterinarian, he identified the object as a I.F.O. (Identified Feline Object.)
Jellicle Fluff had come to a horrible, catastrophic end!
Holy Gatto-mole Catman!
The puss-peddler pussy footed away and left the rest of us picking up the tabby.
So, before you purrchase Tomales from travelling vendors, you might want to think twice (or maybe nine times) so you don't have to hack fur-balls up. Dead Cats tell no tales.
Bea
P.S. Has anyone noticed that TACos backwards is SO CAT!!!