Remembering a Pussy

some thought about an affair with sweet pussy three years back
to all curious guys.. i am writing about a cat.

when amr gave me this pussy, it was too young..may be a few weeks old..
i put the pusy in a cover and hooked up on ma kinetic.
this little thing started getting nervous when the scooter began to move..
it jumped out of the cover, jumped to my lap,legs on my pocket,pussy on my shoulder!!!!
what a scene for a crowd drinving bye...
4 kms in a crowded but fast moving road with a pussy on a shoulder..
anythign else would have been fine but not a pussy..an eagle, a falcon.. atleast a parrot

when i finally reached home, the tiny tot was still nervous and all hairs up!!!
we gave a new room to the new comer..
no furnitures.. just a big room with some toys in it..
all those who call me were a bit surprised and shocked heraing the "meow meows"
visitors had fun playing with this tiny tot
i never knew we wer pampering it too much unless i noticed changes in its behaviour
no matter wer we put it to sleep, it would wake up with me cuddled inside ma blanket.
i even started thinking..who is the cat and who is the master.
sometimes it acts like it bought me form the market paying some bucks
bangalroe life.. sometmes we run out of money. still this son of a bitch cat needs chicken and fish fry
and if u think we can giver her wat;s left over from our food, you are wrong..
she looks back like "you will have to find another pussy to eat that"
if the food is cold or a little old, it walks past u, which slaps u on the face, the message that cats dont need a middle finger to convey the message
we used to take her out for short drives in the car.
she grew plumpier and her behaviour became like those of arab kids.

but one day, she found the love of her life...and? RAN AWAY :(