Phew. Finally, a rest
from that orange troublemaker. I can’t
understand why he chases after me the way he does! I mean, sure, I’m soft and green but we have
nothing in common. And those claws…ugh!
Then, I see
him. Orange, that curious face peering at
me quizzically… menacingly! He bats at
me with one claw and I begin to roll.
Out from under the couch, under the table, down a short set of stairs,
through the kitchen coming to rest under the phone. I have a few moments of rest before the
feline menace appears again. He sprints
over to me and pounces. The force of the
impact sends me flying across the room and out another door. I round the bend to see the cat, oh that evil
cat, following me.
Alas, I
stop in a corner, no way of escape! The
cat runs into the room and stops in the middle.
He looks around, how can he not see me?
He leaves and a wave of relief weeps over me.
Then I see
her. White, graceful, frightening. She sees me, the cycle begins again.
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