A dog, a cat, a bird, and the stories that weave through the lives of the family they live with.
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HARRY WOKE UP. HARRY WOKE UP. HARRY WOKE UP.
DO I HEAR THE LEASH HARRY ARE WE GOING FOR A WALK OH MY GOD.
I wake. Still I am caged. Still I am a prisoner of Harry and Cathy.
Still, freedom eludes me.
Cathy speaks upon her phone. Her voice is honey, her laugh a nectar of joy.
Her finger rests upon her bottom lip. She smiles with the light of heaven, a small hint of hell at the edges.
There is a rhythm to her words and the way she uses them. They are a dance, a tango, a flirtatious back and forth.
And I know the words are not for Harry...
OH WHAT’S THAT SMELL IT IS A PERSON BUT IT IS NOT HARRY.
Cathy leads the stranger up the stairs. Away from prying eyes. She is graceful, but she is passionate, too.
I HEAR PEOPLE HAVING FUN IN THE HOUSE AND THEY ARE NOT ME.
Look at the two of them. Cathy and this other man. Scheming. So much scheming.
Dammit! Who is Polly and why would she or he want a cracker!? Why do you people keep asking me that!?
IT IS THAT MAN FROM THE OTHER DAY. HE’S BACK I CAN SMELL HIM HE IS NOT HARRY.
CATHY PLEASE YOU MUST LET ME SNIFF HIS BUTT WE STILL DON’T KNOW IF WE CAN TRUST HIM.
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