I hear my colleague scratching in the litter box. I narrow in on her coordinates. Around the corner I scrunch down wiggling pressing myself down to pre-spring crouch, eyes fixed on the point where she will step out of the box then closet then, whammo, with a flying leap I pounce her and bounce her onto her side. I stand with my front legs on her heaving ribcage for an instant before she’s up and running. I’m in hot pursuit, and outpace her, pounce her soundly again adn we are a ball of rawrling and she’s unpinned herself and in a flat out run but hun, you know I’m faster…
I scrunch
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4 Responses to “I scrunch”
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Hi Valderbar. We had to put our cat down in March. He was 13, and quite sick. But your blog makes me smile once more. What a lovely idea – and execution.
Michele sent me tonight.
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🙂 cool place . Thanks for stopping by and yes I have a new ” look “. Have a great weekend 🙂
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found you via micheles! Cute and funny blog you got here! I’ll be back!
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Sounds like you all were having lots of fun! It’s always nice to have a friend to play with!
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