by Wanda June Hill » Sat May 13, 2006 6:13 pm
Hi, he had lots of animals, birds, the chimp, mules, cows, pigs, chickens of course, peacocks, a parrot that spoke "his" language, cats some were dropped off there, and I think Sylvester was Lisa's cat some one gave her, but I don't know that for sure as he never said and I don't recall ever reading about it. He said he was alergic to cats he thought-His mom liked dogs and he had given her a little pom and then his Aunt had one too, that he called "that dawg" who didn't like him sometimes apparently. And wasn't entirely housebroken either as he found out one day, unhappily so. The collie was a favorite and I think was Priscilla's or maybe his, whatever it was one that he said was "in heaven" and came rushing to greet him when he was with his mom after being very ill and nearly dying, apparently. He felt the dog and then it leaped on him as it used to do when he came home. The Great Danes were favorites-and got in his bed with him in it! He was laughing and saying, get off me, oh god get off me! and they were slurping all over his face and he couldn't get untangled or out from under them-they were huge! He got them to take care of Lisa! She was like a toy doll to them but I guess they were very, very gentle and good with her. I think they had fish too, a fish tank or two and someone gave him a little octapus that he called "Ocky" and said it would flip water at him when it wanted to eat with one of it's legs.
Apparently, while he wasn't going home to Graceland much right after his dad got married, the little creature got out and apparently no one had been feeding it so it got out and dried up under his desk or bed, not sure now what that story was. He told that one to my sis-in law...that he wanted to get it a mate and did, but he didn't know that the females had to be bigger than the males so his male ate the other one. He liked to cried she said...and he was horrified to find the remains. The tank was full of black from the ink I guess of the one being eaten... And of course, him being him, he felt guilty for not being there to take care of the one who got out and died. So he didn't have any more fish tanks up there if anywhere. He wasn't into snakes much though and I know he didn't really want to eat the survivial insects that the army has them "try" but he did and said it wasn't that bad, just the idea of the thing. Then he told some gruesome stories of what people in other countries eat on a daily basis-ugh- And he laughed of course and went into great detail on some of them.
He would have loved seeing his Cilla eating earth worms on that tv show she first did about animals. She was the animal lover also-very much so-they had that in common. The peacocks he had scratched up his new car's paint and he wasn't too happy about that. He could really imatate them calling though-very close! And he sent Starla some feathers-which she still has, bedraggled that they be. He told about finding a baby gray squirral that was not doing well in the yard and trying to save it, but it died and "they burried it" out there. I guess him and Cilla as she was visiting at the time. And crows-he had this thing about crows lighting in the back yard or hanging a round-he said they brought warnings of bad news etc: and so on. And said that when he went home when his mother was sick and in the hospital and the night she died, there was a flock of them in the trees behind the house, silently sitting there as if holding a wake. He was talking almost to himself when he said that, and I remember I had the phone almost shoved inside my ear trying to hear what he was saying, some I missed but I sure didn't ask him to repeat it. He did love animals though, liked to see the geese on the lake near there and ducks and didn't want to duck hunt though I guess as a kid he did do that but he couldn't shoot them.
He said he never liked killing animals-though he had shot some to eat a time or two and he had caught fish to eat also. He just didn't think they had to suffer before dying or while dying just for human beings to eat. That's about all I know about his dogs. Except he never had one growing up because they were too poor to feed themselves much less a dog. wjh
Wanda June Hill
author of "We Remember, Elvis" & "Elvis - Face to Face"