Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Life of Foo


We pulled back his lip, stared at his teeth.  He never moved, except to breath.  Vengeance was his:  At two in the morning he sprang onto the bed and gnawed on my knee.

To be continued...




2 comments:

Anonymous said...

HA! He got payback..... Kittens!

Jenn in California

Natalie, the Chickenblogger said...

Every night, he comes to life!