Tuesday, March 24, 2015

prompt: Talk to an animal.

Me he he he he eeeoooow, meow.

"Oh! It's like that is it. Well Meow back at you, you little minx. Where ARE you?"

He was suddenly surprised by the small kitten leaping, and attacking the outside of the wire screen door.

mew, mew, mew, MEEEEWWWWW

"Unh hunh. Serves you right. Sneaking outside like that. I bet you slipped right by Moms when she was on her way out to the car to go to garden club. You didn't expect to get all wet, though, did you? Now, your caught with your claws on the screen door. Hold on, and I'll get you down."

Bobby opened the screen and tried to grab the kitten by the scruff of the neck, in a mama-bite manner. Then he had to take the front paws and gently remove each claw from a screen square..

"Yow! Quit clawing me like that. I am trying to help you here. Maybe you will learn to avoid claw snags in the future.
Ok. Panther. Your free now."

Suddenly the kitten scurried up Bobby's chest and took point on Bobby''s shoulder. The loud purring let anyone nearby know that Panther had achieved happiness. The purr was interrupted by a head butt just before Panther jumped to the floor and started circling around Bobby's feet.

Meow.

"Meow to you too. "

Meeeorow. Mew Meeeoooow!

Suddenly, Bobby is singing to the kitten, "Meow, meow, meow, meow
I want turkey
I want liver...

Ok, Ok. I get it your hungry.

Gleeps! If I had realized just how irritating a cute little kitten could be, I would have paid more attention the first time I went panther hunting.

But no. I had to listen to a set of french choirboys that convinced me that kittens are cute."





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