vieve fell into the small space created by the junction of the bed and the corner. she did this in the dead of night without making a single sound, so that the scene unfolded with the emotional intensity of a silent film.
intuiting that something was wrong, i removed my sleeping mask to discover the cat patiently stuck in a hole with her end up in the air like titanic.
because this wouldn't be excitement enough, while she was down the hole, her fur became electrically charged, so that when i extracted her, the sparks traveled between us and i briefly (gloriously!) looked like the emperor from return of the jedi, torturing the smallest ewok that ever was.
2 comments:
glad to hear Vieve still doing her thing. Alternate reality Barry (the one who isn't gay) pines for her from afar.
they would be the cutest couple.
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