We didn’t see it coming.
It was a beautiful spring morning and we were outside doing our thing in the vacant block next to our servants place. I was playing around with Tosh and Walt while the girls Sasha, Tasha and Lucy Lou were sniffing around a rubbish pile. It’s important to remember we were very young, perhaps only 8 weeks old and wild and free. We did have some comfort of our house but a lot of the time it was safer to be outside and we could look after each other.
Tosh decided to take the boys on an adventure so we hopped over a few fences and went to the Ross the Boss’s place – Ross was a fluffy annoying small dog that yapped all the time. My job was to sneak up to Ross the Boss and give him what-for by taking a nip at his ankles. Then Ross would chase me like he was superior, little did he know if I decided to launch a Will attack he’d think twice. Anyways I’d lure Ross towards the back fence then jump and land on the fence where Tosh and Walt would show off their fluffy arses.
Ross the Boss in reflective mood
Little did we know that Lucy Lou had followed us and was walking along the fence. She got so excited she bolted over and flashed her bum at Ross the Boss. Ross yapped his little heart out, in fact he shrieked so loud Lucy Lou got a fright and slipped off the fence. Ross the Boss moved forward in a menacing way – yeah I know right, hard to believe. Anyways he charged at Lucy Lou yapping like a mad hound so me and the boys moved in sharp like with Will I Am (me) leading the charge, cause as you know I’m mad like.
Anyways, old Ross the Boss didn’t like that, the odds weren’t in his favour and also he’s a little fluffy dog that would probably lick us to death, so he bolted, quick like, back to the house. We turned around to see Lucy Loo covered in poo, well compost; she landed right in the poo so to speak. She was filthy as anything and stunk to high heaven.
After that we spent most of the day outside because we were too scared to see the servants, cause they were mean and we knew someone would have to pay. That night Lucy Lou got in big trouble. I wanted to take the rap for Lucy but there’s no way, even if the servants were completing off their tits they could mistake Lucy’s pong. They chucked her in the bath, she meowed her little heart out – she like me hated water. They scrubbed her so hard her fluff nearly fell off then dried her with a hairdryer and chucked her on the floor. That night Lucy cuddled up to us all, she knew this wasn’t the end of it.
Early in the morning there was a knock on the door. The servant’s cousin, who had always like Lucy Loo was standing in the doorway smiling. She looked like a good servant. She scooped up Lucy and put her in a cage. Lucy Lou meowed and purred and looked at us all with sad eyes. Then she was gone and we became 5!
We stayed out that night and prowled the area. We hoped Lucy would find her way home, she never showed. We never saw her again.
Stay tuned for the next instalment if Nine Lives, the first Great Australian novel written by a cat!
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