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Jul. 25th, 2005 10:57 amSloane Azrael Robespierre Biff is a fearless individual.
He stalks the fiercest creatures for miles around, the dreaded Couchus cushionus and the savage Flowered Pencil- even the semi-mythical Picture-of-Aunt-Jane.
He scales the lofty heights of curtains and the backs of people's legs without so much as an oxygen tank.
He runs with the speed (and grace) of a pinball on crack, ricocheting from coffee table to fireplace to stairway railing in about five seconds tops. Three with a decent tail wind.
He explores the musty depths of hall closets and drags protesting shoes to face the sunlight for the first time in many thousands of years.
He beats careless feet into submission and terrorizes threatening motes of dust.
And he scares the dog.*
Truly he is a king among beasts. Or at least a lesser prince of some sort.
* It must be noted, with some regret, that a list of things that don't scare the dog would, if written, be kind of short.
He stalks the fiercest creatures for miles around, the dreaded Couchus cushionus and the savage Flowered Pencil- even the semi-mythical Picture-of-Aunt-Jane.
He scales the lofty heights of curtains and the backs of people's legs without so much as an oxygen tank.
He runs with the speed (and grace) of a pinball on crack, ricocheting from coffee table to fireplace to stairway railing in about five seconds tops. Three with a decent tail wind.
He explores the musty depths of hall closets and drags protesting shoes to face the sunlight for the first time in many thousands of years.
He beats careless feet into submission and terrorizes threatening motes of dust.
And he scares the dog.*
Truly he is a king among beasts. Or at least a lesser prince of some sort.
* It must be noted, with some regret, that a list of things that don't scare the dog would, if written, be kind of short.