Mar In Urbana

By MarMilner

YOU CAN'T FIND ME

You are so right Cuddles. I have called and called your name. I have rattled your treat jar to make the noise that always brings you running. NOTHING. Where on earth are you. Not under the bed. Not behind the sofa. I give up, come out come out wherever you are. YOU WIN. I give up. I take a flash light and decide to look way back into the corner of my desk. BINGO, there you are. In this heat I wouldn't think that was the coolest place you could fine, but you certainly do seem to like it there. Now that I have found you if you want to continue this game you'll have to find a new spot.

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