Hathcliff was one bad ass cat. He would always pick fights with that dog, Spike. If I was a cat I would so
be like Heathcliff, just terrorize the neighborhood. Heathcliff was all about eating fish bones, the ones with only
the head and tail remaining. The old scrawny neighbor guy would always get pissed at Heathcliff and chase him off, but
Heathcliff always got those fishbones. Remember the cats that lived in the junkyard? They were so cool, the lead
cat had the cool hat, and they hung out in some broken down Caddy. Or I think it was a Caddy. Who knows?
I haven't seen that show in years, okay decades, maybe a decade.