Tommy the Cat

"I remember as if it were a meal ago"

Said Tommy the Cat as he reeled back to clear whateve foreign matte may have nestled it's way into his mightly throat. Many a fat alley rat had met it's demise while staring point blank down the cavernous barrel of this awesome prowling machine. Truly of a wonder of nature this urban predator. Tommy the Cat had many story to tell, but it was a rare occasion such at this, that he did.

"She came slidin' down the alleyway like butter drippin' off a hot biscuit. The aroma, the mean scent, was enough to arouse suspicion in even the oldest of Tigers that hung around the hoy spot in those days. The sight was beyond belief. Many a head snapped for double, even triple, takes as this vivacious feline made her her way into delta of the alleyway where the most virile of the young tabbys were known hang out. They hung in droves. Such a multitude of masculinity could only be found in one place... and that was O'malley's Alley. The air was thick with cat calls (no pun intended) but not even a muscle in her neck did twitch as she sauntered up into the heart of the alley. She knew what she wanted. She was lookin' for that stud ball, that he cat. And that was me. Tommy the Cat is my name and I say unto thee...

Say baby do you wanna lay down by me"