My Ed was a beautiful tuxedo cat. He had his favorite toys which were different from his sister’s. He liked a furry mouse or feather or ribbon. Anything he could throw around and drown in the water bowl. He also liked to follow the dreaded red dot. Back and forth, over the couch or under the chair he would race just to have it disappear. My Dad liked to tease him shining the light on the ceiling. Ed would even sit up on his hind legs trying to reach that perplexing light.
Out, out damn spot, I tired of chaising you. I’ve got to take a nap.
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My Second Act, Scene One 