|The Vicar's Cat A salutary tale of the dangers of Media exposure|
A Lady Vicar wanted to raise money for her Church,
and on being told by her Verger that there was a fortune to be made
in dog racing, decided to buy a greyhound and enter it in the Town races.
So she entered the cat in the next day's race and to her astonishment
it came in third. The Verger was so delighted that he told the story
to his mate on the local paper. The paper published the story on an
inside page with the headline:
The Vicar was so pleased with the cat that she entered it in the next
race the following week and this time it won. This caused such a sensation
in the town that the local paper published a report on the front page
The Bishop was so upset by the publicity the Vicar was getting that
he ordered her not to enter the cat in another race. The Verger told
the paper. The next issue carried the headline:
This was too much for the Bishop. "Get rid of the cat!"
he shouted down the telephone to the Vicar. "Or you can start looking
for a new vocation!" The Vicar decided to give the cat to the nuns
in a nearby convent. But the paper knew when it was on to a good story
and the next day the following headline was splashed across the front
page: "NUNS HAVE BEST PUSSY IN TOWN!"
Next day the paper read: "NUN SELLS
HER PUSSY FOR A TENNER!"
Unfortunately, the cat was caught by poachers who sold it to the local
butcher where it was bought by the chef of a Chinese restaurant.
The Bishop was buried the following Wednesday.
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