![]() "Where's that darn cat?" A voice from a window exclaims but I ignore it. Halfway across the roof stands Rats, eyes narrowed, ears flat against his head. "Get away, meeeooow!" He yowls (the meow is also a word but not usually found in any self-respecting Catish-English dictionary). I prepare a rebuke but suddenly Rats turns and runs. "Ha ha!" I yell after him. Then I realize what caused Rats to turn tail. It was a servant of mine! Firm hands grab me and take me inside, but not for long. In a few minutes Rats and I are gripped in deathlock claws firmly locked. A rock thrown by an annoying neighbor separate us but only for a moment. Shouting a stream of curses the neighbor proceeds to drench us with a hose. Hearing the commotion my supporting staff wakes up. It is really mad. In the ensuing dispute with the neighbor, I slip away, for while my owners are distracted this is only for a moment and I'm the next one to recieve punishment. By morning all my sins of the night will be forgotten. This is another night in my life.
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