Yep,
I found Grandpa T’s glasses.
He
was looking and looking for something but I didn't know what. He was becoming
frustrated because I heard him mumble something about being late to go
somewhere; probably to work.
Then
I found his glasses under a dresser by his bed. He saw me biting on them and
took them from me. He petted me, thanked me, and congratulated me on being a “super”
cat!
I am
a super cat; I can run fast back and forth from the kitchen to the bedroom,
from the bedroom to the kitchen. I’m thinking of calling myself “Bullet” or “Blur”,
but Prosper is good too.
Soon
I will include my picture here so you can see what I look like. I’m a beautiful
tortoiseshell. Here is a picture of another Tortoise Shell cat I found on the
Internet so you know what I’m talking about (of course I’m prettier):
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it for today. Be sure to become a “follower by email” so you don’t miss my next
post!
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Prosper.
OK,
this is Grandpa T. I just wanted to clarify a few things.
Prosper
(AKA “Bullet, or whatever) was running from the kitchen to the bedroom as she
said. Like other cat owners (and tortoiseshell lovers) I have to “cat-proof”
everything. So I put my watch, glasses and other things in a decorative box
each night before retiring.
This
morning when I was sitting on my bed, “Bullet” is on my bed, ready for takeoff.
And “take off” she did. Like a rocket she launched from the bed, knocking the
box with my glasses in it off the bed onto the floor. I picked up the box but I
didn’t see my glasses anywhere so I thought I had left them elsewhere.
So
yes, I had been looking for a while and thanked Prosper for finding them!
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Grandpa “T”.