I’ve been singing a song called The Pussy Cat Song for many years now. On the surface, it’s a song about a cat, but like most great pieces of art, it has a much deeper meaning, if you know what I mean. In the song, the cat gets itself into various shenanigans that puts it into a particular situation or state of being. For example, “Pussy got stuck in Dad’s old Ford. It was the hottest day of all summer. Oh Lord! Hot Pussy.” Or “Pussy lost a fight or the neighbor’s lawn and came back home with her hair all gone. Bald Pussy.” And it goes on and on – wet, hot, hairy, bald, smelly, fat, tight, itchy, deep, dead – and so on. However, the verse that always seems to make people laugh the loudest is, “Pussy got stuck in an old oak tree. The Firemen came and set Pussy free. Free Pussy.” This is especially true when this verse is sung right after this verse - “Pussy was feeding on a big old rat. She ate it all up and she got fat. Fat Pussy.” People shout, “Fat Free!” But I digress.