The Princess of- Petromalt
|Purred: Sat Mar 8, '08 9:22pm PST |
|It was a dark and stormy night. The hallway was quiet except for the sound of a kitty throwing up a hairball. The sound was so frightening that it woke our Mom up from a deep sleep. She lay there, wondering "Which one of our 5 cats DID that?!" Tossing and turning, she dreaded getting up out of bed and walking through the dark hallway, knowing that at every step, she might step in the dreaded hairball. The storm had knocked out the electricity, so there would be NO LIGHT in that hallway at 5 am., when we kitties demanded to be fed.
The time had come, and us kitties were meowing and jumping on the bed, demanding breakfast. Mom knew there was no turning back. She slowly got out of bed, and cautiously began walking down that long, dark hallway...BAREFOOT. Sweat began to drip from her forehead with each tenuous step. Now her heart was beating faster...one step, two steps, so far, so good. Slowly, she inched her way down the dark hallway. Time seemed to stop. "Just a few more steps..." she thought. Then suddenly, it happened! Her foot landed in a cold, gooey, lump of throwup! She screamed and began running willy-nilly through the house! "Get it off me! Get it off me!" she screamed, waking up the whole neighborhood, and scaring the fur off us kitties! She finally got some sense , and ran to the kitchen and grabbed a paper towel to wipe it off...IT HAD GOTTEN BETWEEN HER TOES. ewww....
P.S. It wasn't me, Mom!