I just dug up what was probably my first out of school story.
It's about some kind of horse community. ._.;;
It's about some kind of horse community. ._.;;
October 11th, 2008 at 01:21pm
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- As I finished my morning round of saying good morning to Karla, my human, going to the litter tray, having my breakfast and a sip of water I wandered outside and to smell the morning fresh air.
I padded across the yard to the fence and sprung up and landed on the top and looked out over the national park reserve behind my house. This to me looked like something between the Sahara plains and the Amazon jungle.
I picked up on footsteps coming from the laundry; I looked over to see my human coming out with a basket thing filled with the rags they put on their bodies. I’ve always wondered why they don’t have fur like me.
She smiled as soon as she saw me and said “hello Puss-Puss” I mewed back my reply and continued looking at my jungle/plain.