Day 182
Antiquing in Red
Bud with the cat that attacked Beth
Over
a half century, we have garnered a few antiques (Including me!).
One of our haunts was a quaint little shop in
a near-by town name of “Red Bud”. Really!
We frequented the establishment often. They
had a cat that just hated daughter Beth. That demon-monster would hide, let her walk by---and…attack!
“Crazy-cat”! I reckon.
We eventually stopped our shopping at the
store; the male proprietor tried to pawn off a shiny-new pitcher and bowl as an
antique with a bogus story of finding it in a trunk.
Adios! Amigo! To you, your imposter
“antiques”, and that mean-ole cat!
Ah! Cookie Jar “Meow!” Sweet memories!
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