Whew! What a blur!
First I saw a striped streak ZOOM from the bedroom into the kitchen. Silence. Then a clatter of plastic. I think he jumped onto the top rack of the dishwasher and disturbed the plastics lids I had there. Of course, when I went into the kitchen, he was calmly grooming his face.
What? What did you *think* I was doing in here?
I went back and sat on the couch to watch So You Think You Can Dance.
ZOOM! A striped streak went from the kitchen to my bedroom. I heard some rustling noises. Then I caught a glimpse of him wrestling mightily with his red sock. Success! He pounced on it then sphinxed on it in triumph.
Then, ZOOM! Back into the kitchen.
Then,
mer? would you like to pooh me? And he Arn'ed right by my feet.
How can I resist?
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