And the cat was forced to spend the rest of her life living in tiny little holes and living off of stolen crumbs. Fitting, thought the mouse.
My cat has been absolutely insane the last couple of days. I think it’s the weather or perhaps she’s just feeling frisky, but she’s been in the mood to start picking fights with my dog. He’ll just be walking along and she’ll run into the room and pounce on him. She’s going to see her comeuppance some day; he’s a lot bigger than her and can take care of himself.
Author: Samuel Kent
I'm a dad who wants to share his labor of love with the world. I also happen to be an award-winning artist and poet.
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