Cat’s Tale
Cat was walking along one early evening, heading toward the village. Cat was a friendly sort. In her lives, she wore many hats. Sometimes she was a companion, listener and… Cat was walking along one early evening, heading toward the village. Cat was a friendly sort. In her lives, she wore many hats. Sometimes she was a companion, listener and even a watch cat. Suddenly, out of the shadows leapt a massive dog. To cat, it seemed as if a chunk of the sky had fallen into her path. In the shadowy darkness, the animal towered over cat and bared its great, sharp, yellow teeth. “Run away,” the dog snarled. Startled nearly out of her wits, cat knew that if she were going to survive she must not panic. She imposed a steely calm on herself and looked up at the beast. “I beg your pardon,” answered cat, far more calmly than she felt. “I have business here. Let me pass.” The dog had not expected this reaction. He usually left his victims weak with fear by simply looking at them. “Run,” he repeated. “I don’t like the way you drift about these parts cozying up to people and making them feel so secure. This is my place. Everyone here does as I tell them to.” Now cat was nearly
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