CATASTROPHES

Help! Mom has the dragon again!


Help! My name is Trouble, and I don't know what to do! Mom got out the dragon again and pulled it's little forked tail until the tail got very long. Then she shoved the forked end of the tail into the wall in the hallway and went into another room. I tried to sniff the dragon's body while mom was away, but she came back too soon and caught me in the act, then she put her foot on the dragon's back and the dragon roared at me! Of course I leapt to a safe distance instantly so the dragon couldn't eat me. I am small, but I am very fast. Too fast for the dragon.

I've been watching mom and the dragon from a safe distance for a while now and it's been scary. Really scary. First she grabbed the dragon by it's neck and dragged it into the computer room where the big cats, Samson and Cleo, sleep every night. I'm not sure why the dragon can't hold it's head off the floor when mom holds it by it's neck, but it can't. Anyway, then she kicked the dragon's back and forced the dragon to eat all the scattered litter and bits of dry food on the floor. It is a really noisy eater. Then she drags the dragon back out into the hallway where she forces it to eat anything it can find on the floor there. Then they go into mom and dad's room doing the same thing. After that they go into the big room and not only does the dragon have to eat anything it can on the floor but, and this is a really scary part, mom kicks the dragon's back to make it stop eating, takes the dragon's head off and puts a smaller head on it! Yech! Then she kicks the dragon's back again and makes it eat stuff off of the great climbing tower and our lovely window seat and all the human seats too. Then mom kicks the dragon's back again to make it quit eating and be quiet again. But all that is nothing compared to the next horror.

Mom takes the dragon into my room! She takes it's second head off and puts a third head on it! Yucky yuck yuck! She kicks the dragon's back again, and it roars and begins to eat everything on the floor in there. All my fun pieces of litter that like to hide under the floor mat and jump out at me are gone. All the tiny morsels of dry food that I intended to eat later, gone. I thought for a second that Teddy, my mousie buddy, was going to be eaten too but luckily mom didn't notice when she kicked Teddy out of the path of the dragon's newest head. Teddy landed right on my fuzzy bedding, and luckily mom didn't make the dragon do anything to the bedding, at least not this time.

I don't know why, but mom didn't put the dragon's head into the super giant water trough that she and dad each get into every day to get themselves wet (shudder), and she didn't let it drink from the big covered water bowl either. That bowl has the freshest water in it because mom and dad change it often during the day. They always keep it covered though, and we cats never get to drink from it. I think the humans have been saving that big water bowl for the dragon. That dragon must be getting really thirsty by now because there wasn't any water on the floor for it to drink. And, Mom forgot to let the dragon get it's drink from the big covered bowl before she dragged the dragon out of my room. I am afraid it will come in my room tonight for a drink while I am all alone.

When they were both in the hall again, Mom kicked the dragon, it stopped eating, and she changed it's head back to the first one. Eww! She pulled it's tail out of the wall and kicked the dragon again. Miraculously, the dragon's tail shrunk back to it's original length! Then mom shoved the dragon into the room we cats are not allowed in, and closed the door.

I am safe for now, but what do I do next time mom drags the dragon around? And what do I do if the dragon comes into my room tonight to get some water from the big water bowl? There won't be anyone around tonight to save me if the dragon is still hungry and wants to eat me. I am very afraid.

Sincerely,
Trouble Kitty

Copyright © Debra Reed
December 15, 2001


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