Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Fraidy Cats

One thing that She always says about me is that I am a Scaredy Cat. That is a name for a cat or person who is more afraid than he should be about where he or she goes. Another name for that is Fraidy Cat, because being scared and being afraid are kind of alike. If you are scared, it might be because of that loud thunder, or a very loud noise. It is sad to be scared, but not as sad as it is to be afraid. When a person or cat is afraid, he or she can't seem to be normal. I guess that's why I stay in our bedroom, or in our closet. Maybe I am afraid of the new way life acts with a new cat. Kate is not a bad cat. I almost think she would like to be friends, but we can't seem to work out that part of ourselves where we have to share places and things. Do you know who else is a fraidy cat? She is. She is so afraid She will fall again that She doesn't want to go anyplace. Luckily, She has friends who She loves more than being afraid. Still, She thinks about where She will put Her feet. She says, Cofs, I have lost my rhythm. I just step - step - step. I am sorry for Her, because I know how She feels. I told Her let's both work on it. TTYL.

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