
One night when I was younger (pre birds & bees discussion), I woke up to the sounds of a baby crying outside my window. Maybe it was 2 babies because that's what it sounded like. Who would drop off a baby outside? I wasn't sure but I listened a little more to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I was freaking out so I went out & told my parents. I was concerned as to how long it had been there. Was it hungry? Can we keep it? I always wanted a sister. My dad goes to the door and much to my dismay, he tells me that it wasn't a baby. It was 2 cats. What? What were they doing? Why did it sound like a baby crying?! He simply said they were playing & told me to go back to bed.
I was in bed & all I could think was "What game are they playing? Maybe they will be outside & I can play with them tomorrow because I love cats!!!" So young & so naive.
1 comment:
Pretty sure the male cat in your story had the same look on his face as that little picture...
Mimi
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