My heart is still pounding from the horrible fright Pushkin gave me just now. I was taking him for a walk and there's a corner of the garden where they always like to hang out under the spireas. Usually they just sit there for ages not doing much, so we drop the leash and let them wander. Well today I dropped the leash and let Pushy run under the bushes. What I didn't know was that the neighbour's cat Snowflake was hanging out there. Pushy and her like to scrap and Pushy went straight for her. She ran out through the hedge and straight across the busy road with Pushkin in hot pursuit. There was a bus coming up the road and they just shooted out right in front of it! I was screaming and chasing him like a mad catlady right into the neighbour's carpark. When I finally got a hold of him, he hissy fitted at me for ruining his fun.
I keep seeing the image of him in front the bus.
My baby, thank God he's ok. Needless to say, we won't be dropping the leash anymore.
I keep seeing the image of him in front the bus.
