a story

i wrote a story the other day. this means that, if someone asks me if i've written anything during nanowrimo, i can say yes, yes i have, i wrote a story about a cat. XD

story time!

Meet Fred.
Fred is a cat.
Fred likes to nap.
Naps in the sun
are lots of fun.
Fred plays tag with bugs,
and rolls around on the rug.
He chases mice
and laser lights.
Fred hates fleas, getting wet
and trips to the vet.
He watches the fish,
eats from a cute dish,
and watches the birds outside.
He cleans his face with his paws
and stalks jingling balls.
He won't wear a hat
(see last Christmas for that).
He purrs and he sheds
while he messes up the bed.
A quick scratch at the chair,
climb up the curtains,
hide on the top of the door
to swat at someone's hair.
Then off Fred goes
running, jumping, ricocheting,
bouncing around the house
before settling down.
Yak in some favored shoes,
then the center of the living room floor.
A dignified meow
to get some food.
Fred does all of these things
many times and more
but always ends
with a sprawl on the floor.

it's not very good, but meh, whatever. *shrug*