I was finally outside running free, free, free!
I checked here
And over here
Then back behind here
Down the road
Behind the grain bins.
I was just turning around to head back to the house for
I heard a ROAR!
Not just a roar, but
A BIG ROAR, ROAR
It scared me so bad I ran under some weeds next to Dad’s tractor shed
The ROAR got louder and louder
THE ROAR WAS HUGE
I made myself as small as I could get—keeping my eyes peeled on the sound
Then out backed Dad and the tractor
OH! Yes! The TRACTOR!
The scary thing that lives on the farm
Well, one of the scary things
Dad has five tractors—FIVE! And they are all huge, green, with giant tires that could smash a cat flat and LOUD!
I mean LOUD!
I slunk way down to the ground where I got so flat I was part of the ground.
Then I waited there. All still and tiny and flat.
As I watched, Dad fueled up the loud tractor, then headed toward the equipment area
That means the tractor, the VERY LOUD tractor has to go right by my hiding spot.
I made myself flatter and flatter
Dad is gone!
I jumped up—all fluffy and my full size again—and dashed away, away from the tractor shed and all those potentially
As I was dashing away I saw Mom come out of the Backdoor—
MOM! I yelled.
WAIT! I need breakfast!
Swooped me up, gave me a kiss on my kitty nose, and put me in the house
Where I got BREAKFAST!
Purrrr, purr, purr