More On Talking Cats

Today it was Woody, not Percy, that had to talk, and talk a lot.

I’m not sure why he wanted outside so badly. It’s rather hot outside, positively muggy even. There’s talk of thunderstorms, of tornadoes. Woody wanted outside in that?

Yet to leave him inside, he’d have kept me awake all night talking.

I’ve little doubt that, in two hours or less, Woody will regret his decision to go outside, but there’s nothing to be done about that.

Alas.

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