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My cat, Abby finally returned home. She had been missing for two days. I asked her where she had been. She didn't answer, which is all for the best. Had she answered I'm sure it would have been a lie.
posted by The Guy Who Writes This at 4:00 AM
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And had she told the truth, would you have believed her?
Perhaps she was off playing W*g*me - as so many of us were. ;)
(didn’t want to use the proper spelling...)
How's your other cat? I always forget it's name....
i'm with beth. abby was playing "the game". what a freakin nightmare.
It was probably one of those secret assignments from the Mother Cat. I've yet to decipher their agenda in it's entirety, but I do know that their ultimate goal is world domination.
When I ask my cat where she's been, she usually replies with 'None of your damn business. If I'd wanted you to know, I would have invited you.' and then skulks away offended that I would even ask.
scoring catnip no doubt.
Beth, one never knows with a cat. Really sorry about that address book thing. Normally I'd never open something like that, but I was expecting a photo from the person I got it from.
Auntie, that's Micetro, the tuxedo cat. He's fine,but has become more vocal.
Irish, good thing people are understanding about it.
Darev, or at least a full-time door man.
Amy, there's nothing like the stupid honesty of a dog.
g, the feline opium. I think there is a den under my shop.
Humm I presume Abby is female with that name. Its usually the males who leave home and won't tell where they have been.
Paula, she showed up at our place wild and she is still somewhat wild, though she usually comes in at night.
a lady never tells!
She's no lady.
(i knew you were going to say that!)
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