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Tag: cat

  • The Cat Came Back

    My cell phone rang at two minutes of four in the morning. I swiped my thumb across the green ‘answer’ button, put the phone to my ear and grunted.
    “Meow?” came the reply. It was my cat.
    “Waffles?” I cleared my throat and sat up. I hadn’t heard from my cat in two months.
    “Meow.” She sounded sad and exhausted and I could guess why. She’d gotten herself a job and apparently she was—predictably—in over her head.
    “You’re not going to try to tough it out?” It was kind of cruel of me to string her along. We both knew she couldn’t handle this.
    “Meow.” It was a long, drawn out meow. Almost like back in the days when she still lived with me and her food bowl wasn’t entirely full and she desperately needed me to cover the entire bottom of the dish with kibble.
    “Okay, okay. I’ll be there by tomorrow.” I hung up. I hadn’t said ‘I told you so.’
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  • The Cat Came Back

    My cell phone rang at two minutes of four in the morning. I swiped my thumb across the green ‘answer’ button, put the phone to my ear and grunted.

    “Meow?” came the reply. It was my cat.

    “Waffles?” I cleared my throat and sat up. I hadn’t heard from my cat in two months.

    “Meow.” She sounded sad and exhausted and I could guess why. She’d gotten herself a job and apparently she was—predictably—in over her head. (more…)