Elvis used to get his chimp Scatter stoned and encouraged it to act real nasty, looking up women’s skirts and wrestling with a midget stripper in acts of simulated sex – then he abandoned it to die of madness and neglect. Some even say the lonely animal slowly drank itself to death locked in a cage back in Memphis.
Michael turned Bubbles into a star: he dressed in Osh Kosh dungarees and sat him at his side for a ride through the Tunnel of Love. As soon as Bubbles learns how to sing, he’s going to tour Japan on his own. The whereabouts of Scatter’s grave, however, are unknown at this time. Unlike Bubbles, Scatter really understood the price of fame. He really lived it.
From the essay ‘Electronically Yours, Eternally Elvis’, published in the anthology The Last Sex edited by Arthur and Marilouise Kroker