I was talking to my daughter via telephone when Daisy cat went
streaking by--chased by something. She was moving so fast,
faster than I've ever seen her move, so I couldn't tell what was
behind her. And she was yowling and growling! I told my daughter to
hold on while I went to investigate. She was sitting on bed
eating the string on an old balloon of my grandson's. Daisy has a
"pica" habbit, But a balloon? I slowly, carefully removed the string;
she had swallowed a good bit of it. And she was free, and
very relieved, of the dreaded monster chasing her.
All for now,
Kate Thorn
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