Post by Tig on Jul 17, 2010 18:25:01 GMT -6
Tig was sleeping on the soft swingy bench her housefolk had out in the back. Cait came out she said something but Tig couldn't understand. She shared the house with a small, black, scruffy dog named Bridgette. The dog came out and barked at the birds. Tig rolled over and just layed there. Cait came out with a stick with. . .feathers? on the end? She wiggled it around in the air, Tig knew this game and jumped off the bench and chased the feathers. She jumped up and down trying to catch the feathers. .untill the She-housefolk said something that made Cait go inside. The male-housefolk came out with cream in a bowl. Tig ran up to him mewing for her dinner. He set it down, Tig licked the cream while the dog ran in barking for her dinner. Tommy set down another bowl with the brown stuff in it. Tig continued to lick the cream, while the housefolk sat around the table and ate their dinner.
