A Purrfect Dinner at the Table

What an exciting and happy moment it was when I was invited to sit at the table and have my dinner. I no longer felt like a pet, but part of the family.


I felt purrty special.


What I cannot understand, however, is that I was the only one eating. No one else joined me in the feast.


"Am I going to be the only one eating here?"


They simply stood there and glared at me while I was trying to eat. Nevertheless, it was a purrfect evening and it wasn’t even my birthday.

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