Dreamy Abstractions

Meowse!

It's been a rough day. Sometime around lunch, my mouse became wedged behind the fridge. I patiently waited for the rest of the afternoon for my mouse rescue team. Mom finally arrived around 5:30, only to mistaken my pleas as a greeting.

"Meowse!" I cried, trying to coax her to the fridge.

"It's not dinnertime Bruce." she replied. She then proceeded to pick me up and scratch my neck.

"Meowse! Meee-OOOW-se!"

Then Dad arrived around 6.

"Meowse?" I asked.

Dad put me on the bed and rubbed my head.

I jumped off the bed and repeated my plea, "MEEEE-OOOWWW-SE!"

6:30 arrived and finally Mom realized I wanted my mouse.

"Oh, mouse!" she stated, removing it from behind the fridge.

*sigh*