Saturday, February 4, 2017
Moving Trauma
Moving Trauma
“There were are were purrfectly happy and then our human servant and we thought friend, Meugh, scooped us up and carried us one by one out of our nice home in the Shackteau and put us in this huge place I think they call their house,” exclaimed a panicky Pawline.”
“It’s awful, there I was in a nice snuggle in Meugh’s arms and off we went,” added an alarmed Patchtricia. “Why on why did they do it? And, where is Lamont? He was carried away first and we saw him for a bit in a little room with two litter boxes and a water dish, but then he left and we haven’t seen him since.”
“I think he went up some stairs to who knows where,” replied a fearful Paw. Mewreen sat with me on her lap on a chair in a room with lots of windows, and you were on Meugh’s lap in another chair, which was okay for a while. But they keep moving around.”
“At least we have each other and this cozy little spot behind a TV in which to cower for awhile, “ said a frightened Patch. I think we should just hunker down here for a while and see what develops.”
“Where is Lamont?” Patch and Paw meowed together. “Just when we need his mind clouding hypnotic powers he’s nowhere to be seen. Are there monsters about? Do they have him?” Both huddle closer together and shiver in the warm room.
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