A Wild Tiger Appears!

I'm sitting on a swing and the baby tabby cuts through the yard. I ask her how she is and if she's going to live with me now. She asks, "Can't a girl go for a walk? Everyone wants to grab me, you're like that lady always trying to tie me down!" I squeal, "It's me!"

Oh, my babycat. I haven’t seen her as much lately, she has other yards she visits, likes to stay safe. But that night she spent in my backyard was dreamy. She ventured out into the open and stretched out on a rock, and I snuck her some crunchies. It’s like that Summer Nights number in Grease, totally.

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