Bad Name
Friday, September 12th, 2008Welcome back!
Hello, my name is MUD.
I was walking and found a white cat paw under the arch of my foot. It was not planned, but it happened. If there is any critter on the face of the Earth that knows how to glare, a cat know how to glare.
I didn’t plan for it to happen, but it did. When I followed the offended fur purrson to apologize, the apology was ignored and she stayed as far from me as possible. I also feel like mud. Her paw is a whole lot smaller than my own clod-hopper (size 10). How do you apologize to a fur purrson when that purrson doesn’t understand English?
Well, I am just going to have to cringe and bear it until she decided to forgive me my trespass. I hope it isn’t long. In the past we have had cats that held grudges for a while. Waking up at night to find toes being chewed on definitely tells us that we did something wrong.
What’s this? I feel a soft white furry body rubbing on my shin. I am forgiven - YIPPEE. ![]()
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