tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post7228193907045168560..comments2023-11-03T11:32:01.540+00:00Comments on Thought Experiments : The Blog: Oscar the Serial KillerBryan Appleyardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08276787058430388582noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-23698659378899467402008-11-03T06:07:00.000+00:002008-11-03T06:07:00.000+00:00dell inspiron 2100 batterydell inspiron 2800 batte...<A HREF="http://www.batterylaptoppower.com/dell/inspiron-2100.htm" REL="nofollow">dell inspiron 2100 battery</A><BR/><A HREF="http://www.batterylaptoppower.com/dell/inspiron-2800.htm" REL="nofollow">dell inspiron 2800 battery</A><BR/><A HREF="http://www.batterylaptoppower.com/dell/latitude-ls-400.htm" REL="nofollow">dell latitude ls 400 battery</A>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-30552703074459506032007-07-27T11:57:00.000+00:002007-07-27T11:57:00.000+00:00My cat-loving wife insists they are as smart as hu...My cat-loving wife insists they are as smart as humans and this proves it. Every lawyer will tell you it is very common for potential estate beneficiaries to sniff out imminent death and get as close to to the patient as possible.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-11650351529362437032007-07-27T09:53:00.000+00:002007-07-27T09:53:00.000+00:00If the owner expires when everyone is shut in the ...If the owner expires when everyone is shut in the house, a dog will wait for days, until it's nearly starving, before having a nibble whereas a cat will wait only until the body is cold - or so it's claimed. So, I'd guess that Oscar is saying to himself "Hmmn, this one is cooling nicely" and is hanging around in hopes of a spot of lunch. No wonder Oscar is said to "pace up and down meowing in Markhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06074816573442173758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-23253902757178874922007-07-27T09:37:00.000+00:002007-07-27T09:37:00.000+00:00The ashes of my predecessor, Oscar, sit in the cor...The ashes of my predecessor, Oscar, sit in the corner, but I- the Vic Mackey of the feline world- am waiting for you Appleyard. Spit, spit, hiss.<BR/><BR/>Stanley BAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-81838014303754331392007-07-27T08:34:00.000+00:002007-07-27T08:34:00.000+00:00It's not the saliva-soaked fur that bothers me; it...It's not the saliva-soaked fur that bothers me; it's the stare. Those eyes, unblinking, fixed on me, saying "Feed me". I raise the newspaper above eye-level in a "I won't be bullied" kind of gesture. But I just know she's still staring, and will keep staring until I demonstrate, yet again, I am one of Bryan's weak-minded types, and fill the bowl.<BR/>I now worry. Am I this cat's chosen one?John Halliwellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12901514854360709519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23400750.post-18432996908931672692007-07-27T07:30:00.000+00:002007-07-27T07:30:00.000+00:00Well, quite, Vince, and thanks for adding some his...Well, quite, Vince, and thanks for adding some historic depth and wit to my madness.Bryan Appleyardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08276787058430388582noreply@blogger.com