Noah:
She thought she was being slick, that I would find her. Of course, I saw her scurry into the chinchilla section like a little rodent and hide. I tried not to laugh. As amusing as this was, I wasn’t going to play cat and mouse with her in this place.
I simply grabbed a basket and walked to the cat section. Every now and then I would look down the aisle, hoping that she’d scurry past again and I’d have a good laugh. We were shopping for cats after all. She was going to have to meet me here sooner or later.
I grabbed a tin of wet cat food from the shelf and smiled at the picture. They still had this brand after so many years. I smiled, feeling the memories flood in.
My mom used to take me here. It was one of the best outings of my childhood. Not the zoo, not the mall, not the park
