One of the many good things abowt being a skinny runt is that I can sqweeze into small spaces. Unforchewnitly, I sumtimes can't git owt agin. This is a pikchur of me being stuk. I crawld into a box ware some importunt papers live, and I coodn't sqweeze back owt. So I stretched my legs owt so sumone cood see me and I cride in my most pitiful voise possibul until sumone cood heer me and come look free me. Wich they did. Getting stuk is kinda fun. Have any of yoo ever gottin stuk? (Notise my kyoot pink pawpads!)
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One of the many good things abowt being a skinny runt is that I can sqweeze into small spaces. Unforchewnitly, I sumtimes can't git owt agin. This is a pikchur of me being stuk. I crawld into a box ware some importunt papers live, and I coodn't sqweeze back owt. So I stretched my legs owt so sumone cood see me and I cride in my most pitiful voise possibul until sumone cood heer me and come look free me. Wich they did. Getting stuk is kinda fun. Have any of yoo ever gottin stuk? (Notise my kyoot pink pawpads!)
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Sometimes, when I sukseed at opening the boxes where the foods live, I get stuck in there. And then I just push the door open so it bangs shut again and I mraw mraw and then my Person feels very bad and comes and lets me out.
I've never gotten stuck except maybe when I'm out bird-watching on the balcony and I get afraid that everybody forgot about me. Then I have to get up near the glass door and cry REALLY LOUD so to make sure they didn't forget me. My owners say that the neighbors sure won't...
Our lady says yer pawpads are "preshus". We tried to eggslpain they are pink not the culur preshus but she didnt undurstand.
Weve nevur gotten stuck but we do have a secret hideowt we try to get into. Unforshunately our lady bloked the enturence off but its behind the deshwashur whare no one can find us.
Oh, YES! I was furry stuck in the boy's dresser. I climbed in an tried to get behind the drawer, but it moofed an trapped me. I cryed my loudest an the boy heard me an got Mom. She had to close the drawer a little more to get me out, an that REALLY scared me, but then efurryfing was ok.
oh, yes--our uncle eeker got stuck in the fold-up bed/sofa once. the beans were ready to go to gramma's for the weekend, but always made a cat count before leaving. thank goodness! when eeker wasn't found, they looked high & low. they were stumped. finally one of them said, "who saw him last, and where was he?" and the Boy said, "he was on the hideybed." so they opened it, and there he was, looking a little rumpled and very indignant!
and our She says: "Skeezix, you just get cuter and cuter every time i look at you!! how do you do that? your personality comes right through the screen."
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