After your mournful pleas, I almost opened the door a sliver to slip a bowl of milk out to satisfy your hungry cries. I had to count the costs – not of the milk, that would be silly – just pennies –well, maybe more since organic milk has taken up residence in our refrigerator. I had to consider the toll you feline creatures take on my eyes, nose and throat. Your loving appreciation causes tears, snot and wheezing. Then I would have to take a Benadryl and then a long nap. Hmm, the nap sounds nice. The throat constriction doesn’t.
No, I will not come out and rub your belly
3 comments:
I don't like cats much, but you sure got some pretty pictures of it. Is it a stray or is it the neighbors cat?
It is a stray that the neighbors have been feeding. Or maybe they quit feeding it.
Sounds like you might have yourself a new tiger! Or should I say, princess tigerlily!
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