Swizzle Stick
November 16th 2010 21:00
Feeling down one day after having an altercation with a stranger in the supermarket, I decided to go for a stroll. On top of being moody, I also had a cold (courtesy of Brett, of course).
I was strolling past the shops where Swizzle hangs out and – to my surprise – there was my orange feline, curled up in a ball in the house next door. I made some noises but it ignored me. I longed to reach out and stroke it but decided it was best to leave sleeping cats lie.
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