The cat was on the bed in the sun. I was elsewhere, but near enough to hear the dulcet tones of the cat barfing on the bed. Only a short while beforehand, she had said she wanted to go out, but changed her furry mind at the last minute. After barfing, she did go out, and started eating the grass. You may recall I bought some cat grass specially for her. Was it this grass she was eating? No, of course not. It was the lawn, as usual. When I put the cat grass in front of her, she moved away to another patch of lawn.

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categories: Life and Stuff, Nature and Science and Tech
tags: Dusty, plants