Carnivore
Carnivore
Blossum brought me a present.
I thanked her graciously, danced the rat dance and shared a cup a catnip tea and a can of sardines. Ya feed ‘em every day and then, when they finally do their job, they want a bonus.
“EEEW, that looks like something the cat drug in” I cut her off. Time to mansplain.
“That’s ‘dragged in’ dear, and If you did your job and cleaned the kitchen, Blossum wouldn’t need to bring me evidence”
I almost got that last word out before the rolling pin hit my ear.
I woke up with blossom licking my eyelids, instinctively going for the best part before other scavengers arrived. “Sorry, girl, not this time, “ but I did get up slowly.
“Just hang around, girl, it won’t be long.”
Blossom sat like the sphinx and licked her lips.
