Fuzzy feet

I'm so not in love with today.  I'm kinda having a Jonah moment today, so instead of brooding about it or even talking about it, I decided that "I got to" is the appropriate way to look at what's upsetting me.

I decided I needed to write something, but sometimes I don't feel like talking about what's in my head or on my heart.  

So today you get a story about Tommy.  Tommy is one of the pussycats Miss June left me stuck with.  I like Tom.  

But sometimes, Tommy gets himself into trouble.  Last night was one of those nights.  I opened up the hall closet to get the leash to take Bucket out for a walk,  We do walks now that the street isn't hotter than the sun.  And when I got home, I put the leash away and shut the closet door.

This morning, I woke up and noticed that Tom was nowhere to be found.  Sometimes he sneaks outside, but I didn't remember him going out with the dogs.  I looked all over for him before work this morning, and finally I got the idea to open the hall closet door.

And there was Tom.  He made a bee-line for the box!  Thankfully he didn't use the closet as the box but he spent a good amount of time in the coat closet this morning.

I thought it was funny.  So that's the blog post for today.


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