Rood, Needy, and Obnoxious

I noticed that the wretched little immigrant Roody was going around in circles more and more, that at the worst one or another of his paws was so limp as to not seem to have any joints, just like a rag, so he couldn't get up into his loft in the Dog house and he was making a nuisance of himself, and suffering outdoors so as we are into another cold-snap; and so.....although he is not littler trained, to say the least, and cries OWWW every three seconds without ceasing when he is not in bed asleep, sometimes stretching the ow it to three syllables and adding consonant or two ... sounding like the cry of a woman down a well . Or a ghost. And despite the fact that he stinks and Hickory therefore avoids him, I let the little fucker .... I let him in. It's going to be cold for a couple of nights .He was so debilitated that I could touch him and pick him up, which has not been possible till now, and by fist bumping his head the way the cats all do, and involving Hickory, which I am able to do because I have two fists, got Hickory to accept him ...at least to the point of feeling no jealousy, and fooling around with him some. Although Hickory doesn't Roody up on our stool or to spend a lot of time head bumping with him, our being endlessly encircled by the little stinker, Hickory pets Roody with his tail. are better than one head, and four legs would be great, but I wish I had a tail. Insects have four legs two arms, AND a tail. What's that?

Prince Roody Bandicoot Takes the Throne