Da Big Guy, mynameisnotreal dun rolled ovr mai tale! valyazhnaya wuz talkings two him and he not notice me under chair. Or so he klaim. He rolle back in chair I skreaaamed! Poor tale get stuck under wheel. valyazhnaya gasp and point at floor. Oh noes! Wuz it part of mai glorious tale!? Almost! Terrible tragedy! Big tuft of mai hair stuck onto wheel. Da Big Guy get onto hands and knees and call to me, ask if I okay. It take a few minutes, but I come back to him; I know he not mean it. He pick me up and make me feel better. He zamine mai tale and tell me I missing inch long (INCH LONG) section of tale hair. He check skin and bones and I not complain one little bit, so he make diagknowsus that I okay. Glad he trained cat doctor. That last bit sarkasm, for those who not catch on. He seem to think I o.k. and I act like everyting okie doke. I know he care lots for me and water leekin from his eyes say he sorry. I know chair thing bites, but I not pay attenshun; he know cahir ting bites but he distracted. He say he look almost all da time, but it only takes one momint to get tale caught. We both more cawshus in future. He reel nice to me now, to show he sorree. I just got done with nap in his arms. He nice guy for the most part.
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