My Cat Tried to Sell Himself at a Yard Sale
So, I’m at this neighborhood yard sale, minding my own business, when I realize my cat, Mochi, has vanished. Cue the panic. I’m frantically searching, only to spot him sprawled out on someone’s old picnic blanket, purring like he owns the place. People are literally asking, “How much for the fluffy one?”
I swear, Mochi was soaking up the attention, rolling over for belly rubs and giving his best ‘adopt me’ eyes. The seller even joked about throwing him in for free with a set of mismatched mugs.
Honestly, I can’t blame him—he’s always been a bit of a diva. But the betrayal stings. I feed him, I scoop his litter, and THIS is how he repays me? Next time, I’m putting a price tag on him. Maybe then he’ll appreciate me.
Anyone else’s pet ever try to trade up for a better life?
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