Don't be fooled by his dumb-ass, deer-caught-in-the-headlights expression -- he means business. Armed with some inherent psychic and mathematical instinct, this cat, known to authorites as "Baby Angel Louis," can somehow place himself EXACTLY and I mean EXACTLY in the centre of its owner's bed, making any sleep and any nocturnal tossing and turning completely impossible.

Louis, all of 9 pounds, who looks like he could easily curl up into a teeny tiny ball, harming no one, is a master of disguise. By day, a sweet velvety purring ornament, by night an evil bed-squatter. How does he do it? It's almost like he has a hidden slide ruler that he pulls out in the dark and arranges himself mathematically in the perfect position so that no one, not even his bigger, fatter brother can sleep soundly.

So why doesn't the owner just push him off the bed? Well I'll tell you. Have you ever wakened bleary-eyed and put your foot into your comfy slippers, only to find a slimey hairball hidden deep within? Have you thought about listening to your favourite Helen Reddy album with headphones on (to get the full effect) but found you couldn't because the cable to the right ear has been chewed?

You get my point. Don't say I didn't warn you. If you see this sweet baby angel, BE NOT FOOLED!

Tomorrow: Datsun cogs.
 

... continued 39. At one time, Kingston was the capital of Canada.

40. France's King Louis VI (1108-1137) was called Louis the Fat.

41. An airman used to refer to his life jacket as his "Mae West."

42. Omega is the last letter of the Greek alphabet.
to be continued...

Something new in the wind!