My Frend Tiger

The Food Ladey has been werking to make frends with a ferul cat outside whooz name is Tiger. (I don’t know what “ferul” meens, but it appears it has sumthing to do with being an outside cat who doesn’t have a heated cat cup to sleep in or a tinsel wand to play with.) Well, we don't think Tiger is akshually his name, but he looks like a Tiger and she thinks she needs to call him something, so she calls him Tiger. Tiger is a nice cat, a big brown tabby with gold eyes, and when he seez me thru the big glass window in the back yard, he comes running up to me and sez hi thru the glass, and rubs aginst the glass like he has urges and wants to be my boyfrend. Mr Tasty Face sez he’s been hanging around like a bad smell for more than a month. The Food Lady sez she doesn’t think Tiger’s reely a ferul cat becuz he plays nice with the outside cats, and he purrz, and even tho he doesn’t let her come close to him, she doesn’t think he’s completely wild. So she has been trying to make him her frend. And last nite, she succeeded! She was very pleezed with herself, becuz she spent a long time sitting on the ground talking reely softly to him, and getting him to come close, and he was kinda skittish, but he came closer and closer, and he let her touch him, and then he started doing the self-petting thing ware he butted his head against her hand so that she would pet him. And she did, and he wint wild with wanting to be petted, he luved it so much. The Food Lady and Mr Tasty Face are going to put posters up this weekend in case some sad family lost Tiger. Mr Tasty Face sed that Tiger probably lives about 3 houses away and just comes by acting all starved so that we’ll give him the good cat food.

My Frend Tiger

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