But then, the unthinkable happened.
I got the catnip mouse which was under the coffee table next to my nest, and paraded Thomas around to make sure he'd follow it.
Mom was off on errands and I was sitting on the couch and watching TV. Then my fat cat, Thomas, jumped up onto my stomach. I couldn't breathe, and I needed to get him off me without making him feel like I didn't want to pet his belly.I started groaning really loudly, hoping that he'd move a little, but all he did was lay down.
I ran around the house and finally shook Thomas off my arm and locked myself in my room for the rest of the day.
PS HAPPY 2011