My
devoted fans will know that I care little for the pope, and his
latest remarks about cats predestined to a
life
in hell (no purrgatory?!) has done little to warm me to the
man dressed in purrrple. I nearly had kittens when I read his
cataclysmic (okay, it’s another childish pun!) remarks. It made me wonder
what the pope does for a living. Has he got nothing better to do? And
how does he know? Did St. Francis tell him? Is it in the
Catechism? It ain’t in
my
Bible! John Wesley was looking forward to seeing his horse in heaven;
so may be be there is hope for some cats, as long as they have
Methodist blood in them! The pope is reported to have told a little
girl that “the only way you will see your cat again is if you
reject God’s grace and end up in hell!”
Catholic Tomfoolery, indeed, but
then I was born a Jerry! No barking, please! Charles Lutwidge Do(d)g(son) may not approve! It leaves me wondering where all the cats are gone ... My Cheshire friends will know the answer!
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