Close call

[desperance]

So there was just a knock on the door, and I went down to see, and there was no one on the doorstep any more but a taxi-man with his car. "Taxi?" he said. "No," I said, "thanks anyway." And while I was politely apologising for not being the person who'd phoned him, Barry slipped out between my legs and was away. Straight onto the road and under the wheels of the taxi. But the guy started his engine and that scared him, further out into the road; where he changed his mind, turned round and went back into the house. With me chasing vainly in his wake all the way.

Which is why I don't want to let him out. Stupid bloody cat...

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[desperance.livejournal.com]

Thing about Barry is, he's a rescue cat; he's been Outside, where he got into so much trouble that he was in hospital for a month before he came to me. An experience from which he appears to have learned nothing, judging from his enthusiasm to do it all again. Sigh...

[wishwords.livejournal.com]

My dad always said that kittens and children are retarded. They never learn from their mistakes. Eventually, children grow out of it.