Friday, November 27, 2009


Yesterday I was harassing Caesar and Ollie. Caesar doesn't like it when the cats tough him because it usually involves claws and Caesar's tender bald belly... Not a great warm fuzzy combination.

So as I'm harassing the two, Frank tells me to be nice to his Baba.


"Yes," he says. "That's what I call Ollie."
(Remember, Frank is the Deaf guy...)

"Why Baba?" I ask

"You know," he says with a twinkle in his eye. "Ollie Baba."

... I smacked my forehead as I walked away from the weirdo.

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