so I asked her what she had, there.
Where, Ma?
Right there, in your armpit.
She looked at me like I was nuttier than her nickname.
Armpit, Ma? Silly Ma, catses doesn't has armpits.
She got up and left the spot, and
this was left behind.
It has to be the scruffiest store-bought mouse I've ever seen. No wonder she wanted to hide it.
For more beasts, all sizes and degrees of scruffiness, Be sure to stop by Modulator's Friday Ark #184, and, on Sunday, swing by the CotC, this weekend to be hosted by Nikita, at Nikita's Place.
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