This is the story of what one seemingly innocent kitty does when her family is away... |
Hey, how about a few introductions before I tell my story, 'kay? I am Liberty. I am a cat. My son's name is Puppy. (Don't make fun of him, that's not nice.) There are a couple more cats that live with us a female named Allie and a male named Tim. We go on many, many adventures together, but this particuar adventure was exceptionaly interesting.... Here it is...... "Liberty, We're heading out." one of the humans said to me. "Be good!" "Depends on what you mean by good," I meowed, smiling at the thought that they had no clue what I was saying. From under the chair I was lounging on, Tim giggled at my witty response. "You know they don't understand you, Liberty," he said slipping out from under the chair. "I know," I said grinning misceviously. "I just think its funny that they have no clue what we do when they're out." Allie trotted over, her long fur swishing around her ankles. She was the only long hair cat in our house. "Hello, Liberty. Hello Witch Cat," she meowed. Tim hissed at her. "I am not a witch cat. My fur is charcoal, not black!" "I was only joking!" she said. "I'll go get Puppy, then we'll decide where to go," he said trotting off. "His fur is black," I said as soon as he was out of hearing distance. Allie giggled and nodded. "It's black," she agreed. As soon as we got together, we decided that we wold go out and explore the neighborhood. First, we went out to our favorite spot to hang out, a garage close to our house. We met up with a few other cats, Emmy, Fluff, and Whiskers, a group of triplet sisters who did everything together. They even talked all at the same time. Then, we set out on what turned out to be the greatest adventure of our lives... |