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Cooter The Tortoise Cat receives her first verbal warning

posted Thursday, 3 July 2008
Tortoise cat, gray-green bricks, worn steps, and urban driftwood

Chameleon: Cooter, the Big One asked me to have a little informal talk with you about a delicate matter...so listen up, ok?

Cooter The Tortoise Cat:  Uh Oh.  Now what?

Chameleon:  Well...You know, when you snuggle up on the Big One's chest every night...?

Cooter:  Oh...It's just for a little while!  That's non-negotiable, by the way.

Chameleon:  No, no, that's wonderful...It's just that...well...the Big One was wondering if it would be too much to ask...

Cooter:  So why doesn't the Big One just ask?

Chameleon:  Well, the Big One has been attempting to communicate this to you for quite a while now...is what I understand, so...

Cooter:  Ok, ok...Just tell me!

Chameleon:  Well here it is then.  Could you graciously keep your...uh...rear end out of the Big One's face, from now on, during the bedtime snuggles...by any chance?

Cooter:  Aw...common.  Cat companions pile up that way naturally.  Everyone knows that!  The Big One didn't seem to mind 'tail to nose' arrangements back when I was tiny...you know...back when we all lived in that big, cushy, dark, box...and snuggled lots and lots.  

Chameleon:  But Cooter, back then...that first Big One was...a cat!

Cooter:  You're kidding, right?!

Chameleon:  Well I told the Big One I would talk to you about this.  So I did.  So now just go play in the bamboo bush.

Cooter:  All the Big One had to do is ask plainly...but OK...maybe.    

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