A desperate cat

They took all my food! A cat is jumping, leaping, running with his bushy tail high. They came and took whole my bag - and my litter box, too. What am I going to do? I'll have to starve to the death while somebody's cat is, on my food, getting fat. The cat is desperate. It's a matter of life and death. He meows and meows. I hold him in my arms, then tuck him under the blankets in my bed. Kitty, we will have to move. This is what we can do. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 2/16/2010