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bloodyrosemccoy) wrote2009-07-25 02:52 pm
bloodyrosemccoy) wrote2009-07-25 02:52 pm
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Not Even Her Peacock Feather Could Interest Her
Today, the cat is bored.
And not the kind of bored where she lies around secure in the comfort that she doesn’t have to do anything. This is the kind where she follows me around aimlessly, mewing plaintively every once in a while, and has difficulty deciding what to do.
It’s … a little trying.
CAT: I’m booooored!
AMELIA: Well, you could have a bit of milk.
CAT: *sniff* I don’t want milk!
AMELIA: Want to go outside?
CAT: *looks out door* It’s hot out there, and cloudy, and I don’t wanna.
AMELIA: Well, you could nap in your favorite spot on my bed.
CAT: I’m not sleepy.
AMELIA: How about if you beat up your favorite chair?
CAT: This chair is no fun. Neither is the string you’ve got.
AMELIA: Well, frankly, cat, I’m out of ideas. Why don’t you go read a book?
CAT: *sigh*
And not the kind of bored where she lies around secure in the comfort that she doesn’t have to do anything. This is the kind where she follows me around aimlessly, mewing plaintively every once in a while, and has difficulty deciding what to do.
It’s … a little trying.
CAT: I’m booooored!
AMELIA: Well, you could have a bit of milk.
CAT: *sniff* I don’t want milk!
AMELIA: Want to go outside?
CAT: *looks out door* It’s hot out there, and cloudy, and I don’t wanna.
AMELIA: Well, you could nap in your favorite spot on my bed.
CAT: I’m not sleepy.
AMELIA: How about if you beat up your favorite chair?
CAT: This chair is no fun. Neither is the string you’ve got.
AMELIA: Well, frankly, cat, I’m out of ideas. Why don’t you go read a book?
CAT: *sigh*