The snuggle one seems to think this idea is flawed.
She said I might have allergies, and asked if I was fed anything different today. The snuggle one said no, but that I did try to eat the grass when I was outside yesterday.
Then the loud one said that maybe I shouldn't go outside for a while, that maybe I'm allergic to something out there.
Wait, what?
I've had a taste of freedom; I've seen the world through the eyes of an outdoor cat. Now that I know what's possible...there's no going back.
I'm beginning to understand the indoor humans' angst. Once you've felt the breeze, smelt the flowers, and heard the birds, you want to spend your whole life in the sun. I can't go through life not knowing what's on the other side of that fence.
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