Post by Dusty on May 1, 2006 20:31:34 GMT -5
Jo opened the door to her new house. She gently set down the cat carrier. " Come on, smoky, it's okay." She oppened the metal door to the cage. Smoky shied away from the opening. Then, the unthinkable: a mouse scurried by. Smoky shot off like superman, faster than a speeding mouse, more powerful than kitty litter, and able to climb the screen door without falling on his butt! She chuckled at her cat's eagerness. The house itself wasn't very big. That was fine with her. She knew she'd have a whole nation of cats, and maybe a few dogs. No hamsters. No geckos until her nation collapsed. She glopped on a sagging couch and turned on the fifty year old TV that, magically, had cable. Nothing was on. [A day in the life of a CTU field agent: Eat, sleep, play with cat.[/i]
she looked at the few meager items she had brought. A rifle, a pistol, a BB gun. yay. her gun collection was in her old house, in the attic. Actually, it was THE attic, it was so big
she looked at the few meager items she had brought. A rifle, a pistol, a BB gun. yay. her gun collection was in her old house, in the attic. Actually, it was THE attic, it was so big