Monday, 24 August 2015

Small rain

I was having a nap on my favourite cushion, but woke up with the urge to stretch my paws.

I went to the door and asked my human to let me out.

He opened the door and I swished my tail. It was raining, but only small rain. Little bits.

It was warm inside, but I wanted to go outside ... but there was rain.

I went outside, walked five paw-strides, and sat under a table. Now I was outside, with the feeling of being inside, while looking through the small rain.

I saw no meeces, got bored, and meowed at the door for my human to let me in.

I am now napping on the cushion again.

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