beingbeaple

There is a cat stuck in the roof of my neighbor’s house. It’s meowing so loudly that it annoys me. No, not because it’s noisy and it’s distracting me from my usual evening routine. It’s bothering me because my conscience keeps telling me to find a way to get that cat off the roof because it doesn’t like being stuck there. Obviously, its mother placed it up there but the poor kitty doesn’t seem to find the place very comforting – especially at night when it apparently starts meowing like crazy. Perhaps it’s afraid of the dark like I am?

It’s so sad. If I were the kitten and I was stuck in that dark and smelly alcove all by myself I would probably cry, too. I want to get it down from there and feed it and give it milk and raise it like a pet or something. I mean, the way Fern adopted Wilbur in Charlotte’s Web – that’s the book I’m reading as of the moment, by the way. Either way, as I was trying to get the cat off the alcove it hid and I developed a backache (from lack of exercise, no doubt) so I gave up on it and ate dinner instead.

Now the kitty ain’t making any sounds so I guess its mother has found it and has fed it. I hope and I pray that the kitty is all right because I hate the nagging feeling of leaving something so helpless and vulnerable all by itself.

Poof!

By the way, I heard Prince Harry is being deployed to Iraq. What say you?

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