Cat Whistle
Polenta, named after the loaf,
liked to find things unfound. She came upon a set of Ukrainian nesting dolls
which she opened and inside the first found a smaller doll, inside the second a
smaller doll, inside the third, you can already guess. That’s right, it was a
striped whistle with the words “good morning kitty” scratched on the side. She
came upon a brown-gray tabby with tread marks across its back seemingly giving
it a yanking stretch that was snoring loudly on the side of the road. Polenta
blew the whistle with all the might she could muster from the ruddy-cheeked expulsion
of her blowhole. Curiosity brings the cat back to life.
And the cat’s dog buddy, Oatmeal. Haha! I have the tiny last Baba doll from Granny’s nesting doll. One of the cleaning people at the carehome found it in a crack near the wall a week after Granny died and she mailed it to me. Granny had given the nesting doll to somebody without realizing the centre was missing.
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