Tuesday 8 November 2011
Loopy
My cat is old.
17, almost 18 old.
She looks like a football with four legs.
Fat.
She won’t stop eating, the legs seem smaller and smaller, the football bigger and bigger; I’m worried she will burst.
Apparently there’s this thing you can get when you are old – inability to remember what you have just done.
She forgets that she has just eaten.
Bummer!
My cat is old.
17, almost 18 old.
She looks like a football with four legs.
Fat.
She won’t stop eating, the legs seem smaller and smaller, the football bigger and bigger; I’m worried she will burst.
Apparently there’s this thing you can get when you are old – inability to remember what you have just done.
Bummer!
My cat is old.
Etc etc
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