The Tabbitarium
Lost Cat, Jerry Is Back!
Jerry's back!
For those of you who do not live in the frozen tundra, you can't imagine how comfy the balled up insulation under the tabbitarium porch can be on a really cold winters night. But, face it, mates, an Alpha Tabby ain't gonna hang around on mama's lap all winter long either. So out we went into the snow to... well, you know... take care of business, and man it was a total white out! We're talking blizzard city, mates! You could barely see a paw in front of your face. So we quickly retreated back to the hearth when I started counting whiskers. One of the pride was missing. JerryCat was not with us.
Now, JerryCat is a ball buster anyway. In his own mind he's as tough as nails and he probably called us fraidy-cats as we turned to go back inside. The way the wind was whistling, we didn't hear him and we got separated. We were scared, fraidy-cats or no, I can tell you and Jerry was nowhere to be seen for almost a month! I was sure a fischer cat had gotten to him and that he was on another cat life somewheres.
Anyways, the other morning while I was bathing by the woodstove, I hears that old catterwallin tabby calling out as pathetic as you please. "Let me i-i-innnn..." he calls. I could picture him freezine hiself solid so I got the old man ta open up. He comes in, pretty as you please, as if nothing was wrong and life it'self was his on a string. What a maroon, as old bugs used to say! Anyway, Jerry is home and won't say where he was or who he was with. Something tells me, however, that come spring there are gonna be a few more kittens prancing around the Tabbitarium.
