A DAY IN THE LIFE OF TIGGER
CHAPTER TWO
Disclaimer: Still stands.
A/N: Um, I guess this is my story and I hope you like it!
I sat on the couch for a while, very bored and very tired. I'm a cat, I'm naturally tiered and lazy. It's kinda how I'm suppose to be.
Anyway, I just couldn't think of something to do. I already gave myself a bath, ate, and took a nap.
Then, I saw something moved out of the corner of my eye. Did I really see something, or was I imagining? I do that sometimes, when I'm bored, I think I see something, when I want to see something, but I didn't. As if that make any sense!
There it was again! I knew I saw something this time. A very clear image of a little gray mouse. I cautiously and quietly jumped off the couch and crept slowly over to where I had seen the mouse. I wasn't sure where the little guy went, so I sat down and just observed the area.
I looked over and saw him dart behind the bookcase in the den. I was determined to catch him. Mary Ann would be so proud of me!
I stood up and started creeping slowly over to the bookcase. My tail was wagging vigorously. My ear twitched, trying to here everything possible. I focused on the bookcase. That little mouse couldn't stay behind there forever.
Then, I heard it move again. I heard it over to the left side of the case, near the living room door. I slowly moved over to the door. I sat down once again, I've caught mice before, and I know that they wait until they think I'm gone, then try to escape. Well, I'm very patent, and I will wait until he darts. I always do.
After what seemed like an eternity, the mouse darted back in to the living room, where I originally saw him. The chase was on. We run behind the couch and in front of the TV. He went in the kitchen then down the hall. I almost caught him about ten times, and the last time, I did.
I won't go in to the details, because I don't want to gross you out, but to summarize the situation, I played with the little mouse for an hour or so before it finally died, then I put it's limp little died body in my mouth and brought it up to Mary Ann's room. I jumped up on her freshly made bed and put it on her pillow. I thought she'd be so happy, but I later found I was wrong.
Hmm, now what?
A/N: Sorry it's so short! And sorry if you got grossed out by the mouse thing, as I was writing it I almost barfed! Not literately, but you know what I mean, it really grossed me out!