Fluffy
September 26th 2011 21:00
Meet the tabby I call Fluffy. Just as I was in the depths of despair of having no feline contact, I came home from grocery shopping only to have something fly from the English garden that is at the front of my building and land in front of me. Stunned, I looked down only to see the fluffiest tabby I’ve ever seen. It rubbed its body against my legs as I bent down to stroke its fur. It then ran through the gate at the Bin Screamer’s building (the Bin Screamer being this awful dragon of a caretaker).
I tried to coax it back but it wasn’t having any of it. Part of the reason why I wanted it to come back was, of course, to have more contact with it but the second reason was that I didn’t want it to be in the Bin Screamer’s line of fire.
Unfortunately, Fluffy continued to ignore me so in the end I gave up. I heard no yelling coming from next door so I take it the cat didn’t run into her. I’m hoping that’s the case anyway.
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