Bob was not welcome in his new home, he was constantly being pushed and shoved and clawed and licked and dressed up in little pink sweaters.
Bob had to escape-- but how? He pondered, as he ran as best as a 3-legged kitten can through the crowd of cats, all staring at him through their bloodshot eyes.
Bob kept running until he reached the door and then slid through the cat door. Now, this called for a plan...
Do not worry, it will become less boring. There will be explosions. I'm just getting started.
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The Adventures of Bob the Cat
Short StoryThe pointless and hopefully comical collection of stories about a purple- possibly green- cat named Bob. I will update often!
