(no subject)
There is a diminutive Bright Shiner stalking about the bar, today. His worry for his home manifests in restlessness, sending him padding about the bar room as gingerly as a long-tailed cat through the room were full of rocking-chairs. He would deny that he is sulking, though it is rather obvious.
He's long familiar with what it feels like to dislike the hand that has been dealt to him. But having long experience with such a situation doesn't make one any more comfortable with it.
So if you find him brushing by your ankles, please spare a scritch or two for the much-maligned not'cat.
He's long familiar with what it feels like to dislike the hand that has been dealt to him. But having long experience with such a situation doesn't make one any more comfortable with it.
So if you find him brushing by your ankles, please spare a scritch or two for the much-maligned not'cat.