biped...."His name was Tom. I named him. He was MINE. I did call Mom from my "boss's house. I was 14 and working as a worm farmer's assistant. My boss had a teenage orange tabby show up and she'd found a sucker to take it off her hands. After an extended conversation with my Mom and my boss assuring her that Tom was definetely a tom, I took off on my bike with "my cat" in a burlap sack tightly tied to the basket.
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I bet Tom was quite a character too, orange toms do tend to have personality plus our mummy says!
Wow, that was quite a tail to tell!
Oh my goodness, the idea of your biped as a 14 year old working as a worm farmer's assistant cracked me up! Is it hard to round up all the worms?
This a very good story. I hopes it has a happy ending!
Tat is a good story! My sister ans I brought two kittens across the street from my Granny's house ans ask Dad if we could keep them He said yes but they had to both be the same gender. We were kids, what did we know. Mine was an orange male and my sisters was a gray female.
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