For Fandango’s Flashback Friday:
If you’ve read some of my other posts, you may have heard of the cat I refer to as the “Dread Menace”; this is his back story.
In the Beginning
I found him as a kitten while living in Ottawa, Ontario. He started life as a combative kitten and grew into an adultย that likedย a good brawl. my girlfriend called him our little vampire kitty because he would lick your blood off his claws. After the relationship “went south,” he wound up with me.
Clancy had a favorite musician, Warren Zevon. Clancy especially liked numbers likeย Werewolves of London,ย Lawyers, Guns and Money,ย andย Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner. When I was in grad school in Philly, there was a beat-up Windsor chair in my Philly apartment, and if I put a Warren Zevon tape on, the cat would jump onto it and challenge me to a duel. He hated it when I gave in too quickly. His preference was a quality combat experience – one with blood spilled – mine. He would sulk around the apartment, mutter to himself, and then attack my leg suddenly, forcing me back onto a combat footing until he tired.ย
Cat Hockey
I found one way to distract him, a game we called Cat Hockey. Playing this game requires a multitude of small hi-bounceballs. We had dozens. The play took place in the kitchen using the refrigerator as the goal. He, of course, was the goalie. It was my job to get a ball past him and under the fridge. Clancy took great pride in deflecting my shots, making moves where he’d leave the “net” and attack me, or finesse a shot into the living room. Clancy typically won this game…it was safest that way. He didn’t handle defeat in a sports cat manner. We had so many balls to put off the moment when I had to get on my knees with a stick and retrieve the balls. Clancy had to supervise and crowded my view of the dusty under the fridge goal zone.
Ultimately someone unfamiliar with his proud Canadian heritage would suggest that the game could be cat soccer. At which point, I’d recommend that they came around some night when the Maple Leafs played the Bruins. When the movie Slap Shot came out, it was for sure his type of movie. Clancy would have fit right in with the Hanson twins, Killer Carlson and Ogie Oglethorpe. He loved to “drop the gloves” just like the hockey players of that era.
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I love these stories about Clancy. I think my girls are in love. ๐ฝ
Clancy had good taste in music. Maybe he (secretly) stayed up all night listening to Mohammed’s Radio. What a great cat.
Saying he was great was definitley the safe thing to say around him!