Worry Lines
“Where’s Mine?
Where’s my grub?
They’ve got theirs –
Tibbs has nearly finished!
Don’t you love me?
Have you forgotten me?”
Never, Mog …
Never!
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Mog, being tabby, always looks worried ...
For Brian's "Two to Fifteen" contest.
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