SHORTS, NOVELS, AND OTHER THINGS

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SHORTS, NOVELS, AND OTHER THINGS

She Has the Flu, But I Don’t

My two legged is sick and isn’t spending a lot of time in front of the black and white thing at the end of the hall. Woo hoo! I have a chance to write something about me. I am funny and beautiful, you know.

I’ve just spent the morning doing my exercises – running up and down the stairs, running from one end of the house to the other, and following the birds at their feeders. It’s downright exhausting, it is. My two legged gave me a good brushing (for those incipient mats, she says) and now that she’s sitting down resting, or so she says, I can put my front paws on her knees and get picked up for a good cuddle.

There’s more to do today. My favorite mouse is up here under her desk. I love to play with it and rip it apart, and I can carry it in my mouth anywhere.

Another one appeared last week and I’m not sure how they are related but they look exactly alike, except for where she sewed up the first one with string. She sort of yelled one morning when she opened her eyes, rolled over and found my mouse in her face.

I like to play with it in the shower, too.

Oops, I can hear her calling me. Time to go entertain her. I can take the mouse.

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