I FEAR I do not sufficiently understand the human race. In an effort to get into the head of the old woman in order to more fully understand the human brain, I sat on her chest while she was asleep in bed and stared. She awoke and pushed me off.
When she fell back asleep I sat on her chest again and resumed my staring. This happened five or six times until the alarm went off.
‘I’ve hardly slept a wink,’ she told the old man in the morning. ‘That cat’s been creeping me out.’
‘The staring?’ he asked. She nodded.
‘I know,’ he replied. ‘Sometimes She’s like a character out of Nightmare On Elm Street.’
Nightmare On Elm Street? I don't remember seeing a stunning babe of a ginger cat in that. I thought I was more like the cat in the old Disney film The Three Lives of Thomasina, based on the Paul Gallico book Thomasina: The Cat Who Thought She Was God.
Oh, that's a good idea for a film. Toffee: The Cat Who WAS a God.
Take note, Disney.
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Take note, Disney.
My blog That's Purrfect is also in the A to Z Challenge. Read it here www.thatspurrfect.co.uk
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