What happened next? I determined it made a disconcerting rolling sound and was too heavy to bat.
It smelled of chicken, yes, but no sign of rabbit scent.
It smelt of one of those horrid green vegetables that those people persist in eating.
I walked away. It gave chase. (I suspect the humans were involved).
I ran away. It curved after me.
I leapt on the sofa. It couldn’t reach me there.
I took a nap. (with one ear cocked to a peculiar heavy rolling sound)
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