Tail, or Time!

I want to write a tail, or should I write about time?


I will write a tale.....

Simon was a cat who lived inside his owner's house for twenty cat years, when his owner had suddenly left somewhere, but he didn't know where, he just packed a suitcase and left. A couple of weeks had gone by, still no sign of his owner. All Simon had left was his owner's family who fed him and gave him water. During those few weeks that Simon's owner was gone, Simon had thought that he had heard his owner's voice coming from a small black box that he had sometimes seen his owner talk into. Simon could barely understand the conversation, but it seemed to be something about his water bowl and making sure it had enough water in it.
Simon was on high alert now, no not the water bowl! What did they want to do with it??? Simon spent a whole three days worrying about his water bowl and wondering if the water was going to some day run out. "Why did they need to worry about it, there was already enough water in the bowl/" Simon thought to himself. but Simon was now getting worried and thought it would be better to conserve his water usage.
Simon spent those three days guarding his water bowl and every time one of his owner's family came into the kitchen, they would fill it up, thinking Simon wanted more, or cleaner water. But Simon would not share, afraid that the water in the water bowl would one day be gone, he only took a few licks out of it each day. He wouldn't even share his water bowl with his sister, who he hissed at when she went to the water bowl. His sister was more of a outdoor cat and had to spend those three days drinking water outside of the house, or wherever she could find it.
"I have to conserve the water!" Simon hissed at his sister. Simon's sister gave Simon a sharp look and shook her head. "Don't mess with the crazies...." Simon's sister thought to herself.
Eventually Simon got tired of guarding his water bowl and went on to other things, like sleeping on his owner's bed and on other places around the house.
After a few weeks of not seeing his owner, Simon was getting very worried about his owner and wanted to find out where he was. But then on one warm sunny day Simon's owner walked through the front door. Simon couldn't understand it, his excitement quickly turned into anger and he ran away from his owner. "Where have you been!" Simon thought to himself, purring and meowing loudly.
"Sorry Simon, I had to go on a urgent business trip!" Simon's owner said to Simon, while patting and rubbing him on the head.
"Ok!" Simon said purring loudly and smiling. Neither Simon, or his owner could clearly understand what each other was saying, but actions speak louder than words and Simon knew that his owner was sad to leave him. And Simon's owner knew that Simon was glad to have him back home and they both gave each other a big hug and smiled.

The end.

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