Another cat story

The cat lay on her back.

Her claws needed sharpening. She used her claws to knead to underside of the chesterfield. Her claws were honed like diamond tipped awls of death.

The cat sneezed.

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2 thoughts on “Another cat story

  1. Suellen says:

    *ting* Your arm shall be shredded.

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