Once Upon a CatA Chapter by Robert Francis Callacihear me roarOnce upon a Cat
As I crawled amongst the
bush and weed--- I came upon a one-eyed cat--- that was really, really fat--- that looked pretty much like a
hungry lion. I soiled my pants, got up, and did a belly dance---
as it mewled and roared away. It sniffed my crotch-- as I
watched-- the vultures circle patiently--- for their tongue licking bone
cracking fiddle pickled lunch.
As
it was just about to bite through my thigh I saw a dead fly
wedged in its eye. Without any doubt--- I plucked it out --- as
the puss and blood oozed all about. The
lion stared at me with
two good eyes---and with a lick on my cheek---said its goodbyes. I
remain grateful to this very day--- to that little fly--- that flew and died and
committed suicide--- in that big cats
bleary teary eye.
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