Samantha the cat

by Paige, age 5

“One.  Two.  One.  Two.”

“What are you doing?” I asked the little colourful cat strutting on my table.

“I’m practicing.  One. Two. One. Two.”  She began humming as she kicked her legs.

“Practicing what?” I tossed some fabric scraps into my wastebasket.   Man, my studio gets messy fast.

“I’m practicing my Act,” she said, looking at me, “you know?  The one I’m going to do as a surprise for Paige.  I want to knock her socks off!”

“Oh,” I smiled, “okay, let’s see it.”

The cat began.  She sashayed along the length of the table, picking up some speed as she neared the edge and then twirled and slid back to center stage, all the while humming what sounded like Mack The Knife.  Then she hopped up and down a couple of times before attempting a front aerial and crashing down onto her head.   I ran to her, picked her up, and asked if she was okay.

“You know you don’t have to try so hard,” I said, smoothing her tail, “just be yourself.  Paige is going to love you no matter what.”

She looked at me a little sceptically, shrugged and then nodded.  She hopped up with a smile.

“ Like, who can resist my irresistible charm? ”

9 thoughts on “Samantha the cat

  1. I love the little stories you’ve written about the last couple of softees. I hope you send the stories along with them to the kids!

  2. Love your talent … sewing the creations … and, your writing … you create smiles!

  3. I love the little stories Wendy. And I do also get a chuckle at the thought of you up there in your studio imagining that your softies are speaking to you. If it’s time to get out for a little walk – you know who to call ;)

  4. You bring a childs dreams to life :-) I’m not surprised you’re swamped. I shared your link and then read your post about keeping it a secret. Sorry!

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