A Short Kitty Tale
Today, this story popped into my head after four decades:
I took my beloved cat Little Boy to the vet.
He was there for two days.
When I picked him up, the vet brought him out at the far end of the long table. I was at the other end. The vet opened the cage, and Little Boy stepped out, unsteady and unsure where he was. He looked around, confused and clearly distressed.
Then he saw me. And made a kinda drunken beeline in my direction. When he reached me, he pivoted, stopped, and let his whole side sorta collapse against my body. Then he looked up, as his tail bounced around.
My eyes welled up with tears.
The vet said, slowly: “I’ve…never…seen…a…cat…do…that.”
I bent down and wrapped my arms around my sweet pea.
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