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Sorry about taking so long to continue Cat's story but, I got involved.
With a lady.
(While I painted and surfed the web, Cat would narrate her story, so I made notes and saved them.
I'm just giving the bones of the story here.)
But the lady,.......excuse me while I wipe the tears..............It was a intense affair,............if you know what I mean.
I met her at a three minute speed dating club for seniors.
She was one of those cougar women, you know who like younger men....................or so I thought.
And I'm in my 80's.
On the night of our hot rendezvous, I took Viagra, well a little too much maybe.
While we were talking in the restaurant Cheaters shows up, cameras and all.
Seems her girlfriend and her bad self had set up this routine to make
some extra cash and get on TV....................I was the "other man".
Well the Viagra kicked in a little early and one of the bad side effects of the stuff is temporary blindness.
So I sat blinded with the protruding result of the pill,
unable to stand up, due to the small distance between the table and the seat.
Well the lover of my date began to beat, curse and spit at me.
All for the cameras and the extra cash for putting on a good show.
Then the date began to beat and curse on me too.
Pretty soon everyone in the restaurant was beating, spitting and cursing at me, trying to get some of the action.
Let's just hope Elimidate turns out better.
My heart still hurts today, but it doesn't put a stop to my dreams of being an international playboy.
"Washington? Tell me about the inaugural, Cat." I asked.
Cat just looked at me, shaking her head and snickering said.
"Let me continue human while you lick your wounds. That night after we arrived in Washington,
I sat near the little girl all night and sent images of famous stories of daring and do to her dreaming mind while she slept.
So what ever happened in her life she would feel confident in her actions.
I even threw in a few of my own.
I always made her the heroine of each story.
I fell asleep next to her doing this, trying to capture the feeling of her purity in my memory.
Plus, the many adventures me and her had."
"Next thing I remember is being pulled out of my sleep by a tiny hand
and being carried at quick pace by a little girl running through the bus.
And by the time I knew what was happening I could only hang on.
With one black suited man chasing behind us and one holding a net blocking the door."
Cat described how the little girl ran though the bus, which she knew very well,
and due to her small size and speed was able to escape many close calls.
Until she got to the drivers compartment locking the door behind her.
Luckily the bus was running.
She released the parking brake, jumping down slamming both her tiny feet on the gas, she slammed it into gear.
Her and Cat huddled tightly into a ball on the floor as the little girl kept her feet down on the gas pedal.
The bus jerked into motion and peeled out of the fancy hotel parking lot and into the city commute traffic.
The bus hit a few cars until it ran into a big rig and came to a stop.
Cat mimicked the noises of crunching metal and horns blaring and the cries of humans.
Cat says she was in shock and just held on to the little girl, while the little girl
seemed to be in her own zone and focused.
The little girl opened the drivers door and whispered into the cat's ear.
"Run away, they want to take you. Run as fast as you can." Cat imitated the little girls voice.
She threw Cat then herself out of the door, both of them barely missing the overturning bus.
Cat says she ran as fast as she could then just before she slipped into a alley,
she looked back at the little girl.
Cat's head drops and she turns away so I can't see her teary eyes and says.
"She lay lifeless, her little eyes closed, on the street guarded from the traffic by the overturned bus
and a fence of crushed hoods of automobiles.
I froze and was about to return to her............when her tiny hand.............waved me away.
A big smile came across her face, she adjusted her glasses and she went back to playing dead.
I slipped into the alley."
Cat met another cat who told her of being captured by some humans in uniform.
Taken to a building and being questioned by men in suits, for hours.
Of course he told them nothing cause cats can't talk human,
or this cat believed. Then being kicked and thrown out the door.
On the street, Cat met other cats who also had been captured, question, kicked and released.
She read about the bus crash and the little girl from a discarded newspaper
on the street. It read that the little girl was unhurt after surviving a runaway bus.
Now getting into the white house that was going to be a problem Cat says.
Also Cat says it was freezing cold.
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