Hybrid
by carolynholm
Winston,
When you are in a crazy mood like this, why do you always grab my hand and bite me?
Carolyn
Hey Mom,
Not always.
Winston
Dear Winston,
Well, okay, when I reach out to pet you. You instantly wrap around my hand with claws and teeth. Not hard, but just the same, annoying.
Love, Carolyn
Hey Mom,
That’s because your hand is like another cat!!! That’s what we do, how we greet each other!!!!!
Winston
Dear Winston,
But I’m not a cat.
Love, Carolyn
Mom,
WHAT????????????????
Winston
Winston,
I’m not.
Carolyn
Mom,
Not at all??????
Winston
Winston,
Not even a little. You know I’m a human, sweetie.
Love, Carolyn
Hey Mom,
But part cat.
Winston
Dear Winston,
You think I’m part cat and part human? Like some kind of hybrid?
Love, Carolyn
Mom,
What’s a hybrid?
Winston
Dear Winston,
Never mind. Anyway, I’m not part cat.
Love, Carolyn
Mom,
Not sure about that.
Winston
Dear Winston,
I’ve noticed that you don’t wrap around Dad’s hand and bite and scratch him as a greeting.
Love, Carolyn
Hey Mom,
He’s not a cat.
Winston
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