Fur is sure sticky

The man and the woman took off and left me alone. That’s right. I’s alone except for the woman’s friend. She came and petted me and made sure I had food and water. So, when the woman and the man came home, I let them know how sad I was that they were gone. I bit the woman’s hand, I tapped the man’s foot, and then I snuggled and let the madness go. Today, I’m on the screened back porch watching the birds and thinking how easy it would be for me to snatch one out of that tree. Sometimes, I hiss at them and other times I meow. The woman says, it’s okay. They won’t hurt my baby. Ha. I eat those birds, if I could.
Whoops, gotta go. I think I hear a mouse.