A Bug’s Tail


I broke or dislocated Bug’s tail. It was a hornet, you see. An evil hornet that tried to fly in the window, yelling obscenities, directed right at me. It knew my name and my kids names the horrible, chunky stingy thing. So I closed the window quick without looking to see if a cute tail was in the way. But it was. A sleepy, sun soaked cat was innocently absorbing his morning when I shut the window on his tail. He yelled in an Edith Bunker kind of way.

It wasn’t until later that evening that I noticed the kink. I felt his tail and by doing so, I heard a little click that sounded like it popped back in place. But it will never be the same. Poor Bug. He was bred for beauty.

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