Yummy Good Food
1Mar19
About a week ago, I went down to feed the cats. I heard someone shuffling on the stairs and realized it was the old lady who hates cats. Since she always yells at me for feeding the little guys, I malingered on the steps until she was all the way down. When I went outside, she was a little way ahead and I waited until she turned the corner to find the cats. No one.
I went to the corner and looked up and down only to the see old woman walking slowly up the sidewalk. I thought feeding would be easy today since Gray Scrap was the only cats around. He's not afraid of nothing. I gave him all the food in the bowl I carried and started back to the building.
Just as the old woman reached the street and was gone every single cat I feed appeared wanting food. I guess they're afraid of the old woman too.
About a week ago, I went down to feed the cats. I heard someone shuffling on the stairs and realized it was the old lady who hates cats. Since she always yells at me for feeding the little guys, I malingered on the steps until she was all the way down. When I went outside, she was a little way ahead and I waited until she turned the corner to find the cats. No one.
I went to the corner and looked up and down only to the see old woman walking slowly up the sidewalk. I thought feeding would be easy today since Gray Scrap was the only cats around. He's not afraid of nothing. I gave him all the food in the bowl I carried and started back to the building.
Just as the old woman reached the street and was gone every single cat I feed appeared wanting food. I guess they're afraid of the old woman too.
Cats �� know who lives them or not., and who feeds them!
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