The thoooughTs
As it was napping under the baking sunshine, at the last seconds of awakeness when she was about to sleep, it dawned on her: " Were arrrr my thoughts?Were have they gAne?"These thoughts were just like a slap across your face which makes you cry, upset and blows the sleep away.
She panned her face to see if she could find them."Perhaaaaaps I have left Them at that old house in which I made LAV today,"she thought to herself, got on her legs and ran after those thoughts she had lost,climbed the walls, jumped from a roof to another, had a look at a man who couldn't balance himself although a man he was and not a baby,"This is a straaaange world, a human like Dis, Dis big can't stand on his Legs,can't keep his eyes Opn for the reasn I Don't kno.I am a Cat but hav Lost my thoughts,what about hiiiiiiiiiiim?"she thought as she reached the Old house.This house was very old,shabby and full of shadows of thoughts,full of history."Miaow,"it meant where Are UUU to her.She moved around the yard and found her love-bed which ofcourse was the ground and not a bed and remembered the day before,that black cat with his masculine moustache and iron body, oh still she was proud of spending that day with him although he was a black black cat.A creak of the door arose her to search for her dear company,because they were always with her, specially in her loneliness when she spent her time deep in thought.A footstep stirred her but didn't pay attention and the next moment she felt a pricke in her right front leg,I think you know what had happened: a decrepit old man with a pale face-the same colour as tissues which you use for cleaning your nose-using a shotgun had shot her leg.Limping, she pulled herself up the wall and took to her heels,conceding defeat.She had a choice to go after her thought to those dark corridors and sacrifice her life or wounded and hadicaped flee with her tail between her legs.And without a doubt, she chose to run and suffer, suffer for her loss and the fact that her thought was a slave of that old man, imprisoned in the dungeons of that ramshackle history.
Well this story is over but just a thought struck that I prefer to share with you:I don't think cats have thoughts???!!!!
She panned her face to see if she could find them."Perhaaaaaps I have left Them at that old house in which I made LAV today,"she thought to herself, got on her legs and ran after those thoughts she had lost,climbed the walls, jumped from a roof to another, had a look at a man who couldn't balance himself although a man he was and not a baby,"This is a straaaange world, a human like Dis, Dis big can't stand on his Legs,can't keep his eyes Opn for the reasn I Don't kno.I am a Cat but hav Lost my thoughts,what about hiiiiiiiiiiim?"she thought as she reached the Old house.This house was very old,shabby and full of shadows of thoughts,full of history."Miaow,"it meant where Are UUU to her.She moved around the yard and found her love-bed which ofcourse was the ground and not a bed and remembered the day before,that black cat with his masculine moustache and iron body, oh still she was proud of spending that day with him although he was a black black cat.A creak of the door arose her to search for her dear company,because they were always with her, specially in her loneliness when she spent her time deep in thought.A footstep stirred her but didn't pay attention and the next moment she felt a pricke in her right front leg,I think you know what had happened: a decrepit old man with a pale face-the same colour as tissues which you use for cleaning your nose-using a shotgun had shot her leg.Limping, she pulled herself up the wall and took to her heels,conceding defeat.She had a choice to go after her thought to those dark corridors and sacrifice her life or wounded and hadicaped flee with her tail between her legs.And without a doubt, she chose to run and suffer, suffer for her loss and the fact that her thought was a slave of that old man, imprisoned in the dungeons of that ramshackle history.
Well this story is over but just a thought struck that I prefer to share with you:I don't think cats have thoughts???!!!!
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