Alright! It's my turn now. A few weeks ago, Tiger got to tell his story. I also have a story to tell. It's not a pretty one either. In fact, that picture above me may be true, but I have a different story to tell.
A few weeks ago, I was in my backyard, searching for a bird or other entertainment, minding my own business, when, without warning, these two gigantic creatures ran into the yard, spotted me, and charged. What's a cat to do? Climb a tree. Right? My yard has several trees, no problem. However, I'm mostly a house cat and I'd never climbed a tree in my whole ten years of life.
Panic, panic. What to do? Sigh. I had only one choice or be dinner for two mongrels. Where was my girl? Why didn't she rescue me? She was nowhere in sight. So, I did the logical thing; I dashed for the nearest tree. Two dogs, tongues dripping out of their mouths, sharp teeth glowing in the sunlight, raced after me. Getting closer and closer. I eyed the tree, measured the distance, and leaped.
I flew through the air, wrapped my claws around the rough trunk and scampered up to the lowest branches. Luckily they were out of the dogs' reach, cause I could no way climb any higher.
And that's my story. Never trust a dog. And always stay near a tree.
Say! Did you know my girl (Beverly) wrote a book with a cat in it? Actually, she's written a couple of stories where cats are very important. Take a look:
WEIRD NOISES IN THE NIGHT
A Mystery for ages 6-9
Yes, there's a cat in it.
A PIRATE, A BLOCKADE RUNNER, AND A CAT
A story for tweens that like pirates and ghosts and cats, of course.
I don't like to read but I sure like to eat.
That's my story.