Volunteer Guidance Counselors

Posted by lukegilman

June 23, 2006

As I mentioned yesterday, in What are you going to be when you grow up?, what kind of law I might practice someday is a frequent subject of conversation. Today this blawg’s loyal readers have turned up the following helpful suggestion - perhaps I could follow in the footsteps of Connecticut attorney Eugene Riccio whose legal career hit an obvious high-point as he helped a cat avoid the death penalty. Yes, I too, Brady & Tiffany suggest, could be a pet lawyer. Go ahead, google pet lawyer right now and see if it doesn’t challenge your faith in darwinian natural selection.

At least the news is having some fun with this one

A Connecticut judge on Tuesday spared the life of alleged serial-scratcher Lewis the cat, whom even Prozac could not tame, but ordered that the felonious feline remain inside his owner’s home at all times.

Cisero had faced a charge of reckless endangerment. Neighbors complained that the cat’s long claws and stealth have allowed it to attack at least a half-dozen people and ambush the Avon cosmetics lady as she got out of her car on her neighborhood rounds.

“Felonious Feline” … I feel a hairball coming on. In my humble opinion, it’s not the cat that needs to be put out of its misery. Check out Lewis the Cat’s MySpace page. Allow me to point out the 4,171 strong lonely hearts club band signed on as friends, and the 1,386 cries for help left in the comments for our felonious furbag.

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