...Not the kind of wheel you fall asleep at...

Old Guy Neighbor has problems remembering the names of my cats. For a while he was calling BOTH my cats Franzy.

Yesterday, he says to me: "So which one of your cats is Zooey?" I point out Zooey (my gray cat). He says to me, "I still like to call her Ms. Grey." Fine by me I'm thinking. You can call her whatever the hell you want--it's no skin off my nose.

Thing is, if he's going to learn one of my cat's names already, I wish he'd start it up with Franny. Because right now he calls her Blackie.


And I think I really could do without having some old guy shouting about "Blackie" to me from out his window for all the neighborhood to hear.




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