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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