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A Late Summer Eve

 

Mom and I were hangin’ in the house when mom decided we should grab some fresh night air.  OK mom, I’m up for a frolic outside.

Mom and me packed up our selves and sat out on the deck.  It was a warm evening…well for us it was warm.  Mom was clad in her dressing gown…..the warm one.  Cuppatea in hand she sat on our swinging bench.  I sat beside her and mom was talkin’ away in that constant hum she reserves for chattering when meowing back is not required.   In other words she was in her own little world.                                                              Pretty soon along came Cow Kitty/Felix and he was throwing something up in the air and generally having a jolly good time.                                                                          

Mom said he looked just the way I do when I have a mouse……..

Then mom frantically called dad.  He hurried to the back door and mom explained that Cow Kitty/Felix had what looks like a mouse.  Dad watched Cow Kitty and agreed.  Mom asked him to go take the mouse away from Cow Kitty as he could get sick or catch something.  To which dad replied,”Eww, what makes you think I want to take a dirty, bug infested mouse away from Cow Kitty anymore than you do?”  To which mom was speechless!  This doesn’t happen often so dad was enjoying his victory but I guess it was the look on mom’s face that made dad reconsider and go after Cow Kitty and the mouse.  Soon dad came back to the deck laughing and showed mom the mouse.                                                                Seems I took my mousie outside for some fresh air and forgot about it.