The cat in my hood

The little grey cat who liked to be in my hood. But the story happened in winter.
I think it was in 1990.

 

It's cold in Sweden and you need warm clothes. That time I had not my red coat yet. I had a plum coloured coat with a big hood. One day I was going to the trash house with a bag of trash.

Then I met a little grey cat that was coming go me. That cat lived in the same house as I live. The cat lived on the first floor and that’s why he could go in and out easy.

I went down on my knees and was petting the cat. He liked it. I met that cat before and sometimes when I was petting the cat, he jumped on my shoulder for a while.

But then something funny happened. The cat jumped first on my shoulder. And after it in my hood that was lyining on my back. I had not the hood on my head.

The cat thougt this was a warm and cosy place. I went laughing! It was so funny. Such a smart cat he was. :-)

But I ha to put him down so I should not walk away with a cat in my hood.

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Wilhelmina Schedin 2009-06-15