Almost Bitten
October 18th 2011 21:00
The day after Brett told me how guilty he felt about being unable to look after his prize Tonks, I spotted the GTC. It was as if she hadn’t seen me for months although it had been only a week since our last encounter. Not that it was much of one as she was asleep all the time. I did get to stroke her once or twice though.
Today, she was awfully keen to see me. She ran up to me and miaowed several times before she rubbed her face against the fence. I even got to stroke her many times – in fact, more times in my life. She kept miaowing. I then made the mistake of becoming complacent. Lulled into a sense of euphoria, the GTC took advantage of the opportunity to bite me. I moved my wrist away just in time.
“Bad cat,” I muttered in Cantonese, mimicking my father. Just when I thought things were going well...I was even thinking of making her my wife since it looks as if Butterscotch and I will be divorcing on the grounds of marital abandonment.
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