Monday 3 August 2015

The return

My human went away for what seemed like catty weeks.

I could've been sad, but I know a house full of other humans who serve me chicken and give me belly rubs.

I stayed with these humans for a bit, then returned last night to find that my human was home.

My human appeared to be sleeping, and said 'Clive... what are you doing?' as I walked all over him.

I sniffed him and he didn't smell of me, so I rubbed my face all over his face until I felt he was mine again.

After that, I walked round in circles for a bit and went to sleep on his legs.

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