Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Poor Cat....
I thought he was getting pretty sad. I could hear him meowing each morning, and afternoon...and night. I thought he missed me. But yeah, it was because I forgot to feed him. So I remedied that. Now he's happy again. Today he actually ventured out into the front yard. I saw him on the way home. I said wassup. He said meow. Then there was that awkward silence. You know like when you run into an ex or something. So I was like, I'll be seeing you. He tried to follow me in the house but he just wasn't quick enough. As I closed the door, I heard a splat! as if he just decided to run into it face first. Poor guy.
