Sunday, October 09, 2016

#3 Cat Acts


6 comments:

Hal Guyon said...

Pat Anthony.

Unknown said...

Another Pat Anthony pic.

Bob Good

Chic Silber said...


No wireless mike was needed to

hear his string of profanity

Roger Smith said...

Reminds us of the story of the nuns who ran a charity that sponsored a circus, featuring Professor Keller's act. They dropped a mic in the cage to pick up Keller's gentle banter with his cats, and the kids loved it. The next year, these same innocent nuns dropped a mic into Dick Clemons's arena, and stampeded over themselves to find the cut-off switch when Clemons's vile tirades turned the air blue.

When Pat was facing his cancer, he sold out and four of us went with Dave Hoover to the Riverview compound to pick up the last of Pat's act. This ball and track came with us, as did Pat's fine-looking barrel--the one with the big star in the center. Hoover never got the ball working, and carried it in his carry-all the whole season of '81.

Cindy Potter said...

Ned & I worked for Robert Baudy that winter, while the show did their "indoor" tour. When we returned, Hoover had new cats - Cesar, Mitch, Bongo, Niki, (ma/lions) and PB & Shorty (fe/tiger and lioness, respectively) plus 3 (fe/)tigers, but every time Hoover raised his chair, Niki would lunge at him. Needless to say, Niki did not make the tour! "PB" (fe/tiger) and "Shorty" (fe/lioness) were supposed to do the barrel as a "double" but that never happened, either. "PB" did the barrel as a single - ONLY on "level lots!"
:-)
Cindy

Roger Smith said...

CINDY, you can be forever grateful you were not on that 1980 Beatty show winter tour. It was a presidential campaign season, and in each town, we day-and-dated either Reagan or Carter, and guess where the media went. They didn't care to cover an elephant slinging hay, or a clown putting on his nose. We literally outnumbered every audience we played to. In 10-t0-15-to-20,000 seat arenas, we'd get maybe 200 people. We got into Winston-Salem, which wanted $50K per day for the building, and Jerry Collins demanded, "Bring that son-of-a-bitch home!" We limped back into DeLand, and began the very long, bitter winter of 1980-81--the winter in which Florida froze. Froggie's Cookhouse ran out of even salt and pepper, and those allowed to stay there subsisted on 6-oz. of rice and 6-oz. of beans, twice a day. I think you recall the rice and beans. Believe me, you had a better winter in Center Hill.