Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Rocky - all that remains of our cat

I was caught off guard yesterday. There I was, merrily eating my breakfast, when a chap knocked on the door with a cat carrier. He had come to pick up Rocky, my housemate's fostered cat. Having just woken up, I was all like 'Um, come in....but...no way dude, you ain't having him,' but then I checked my messages and saw that it had all been arranged. Within minutes Rocky was boxed up and gone.

All that remains is a clump of his hair, which I will fashion into a mini-Rocky.


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