The Life of Cats

I’m packing up my stuffed mouse and some catnip when Salem walks up. “What are you doing? Are you going someplace?”

“I’m taking a vacation. I can’t take looking out that same window one more day. I need a change of scenery.”

“Where are you going to go?”

I stand up straight, grab my bag, and point, “Under that bed over there.”

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