Shadow and the Mouse
err Knob
It all started as a cozy evening. I was looking forward to making a few contacts during the Adventure Radio Society monthly sprint. However, my cat had other ideas. After a few QSOs he jumped up on the table and demanded his nightly five minute neck scratch. But then his eyes met the "thing".
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| What is this thing! It looks like the wharf rat I killed last night. | It not a rat. See, it's just a knob on my radio. It's not organic. It's not food! |
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| Well, then how come it smells like food! | Gawd, it even tastes like a rat! Let me have it! It's mine! |
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| Ooohh! I can spin it just like I do a mouse just before the kill. | Ooohh! This is the ultimate catnip. |
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| Now let me see what makes this work. | No mouse under there. |
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| Look, I can spin it from the top. | I can spin it side arm. |
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| I can even do it underhand. | And even from the left. |
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| From now on this is my toy. Stay away, or your face is history. | ....at least until I fall asleep.... |
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| ....on my fully independent spring supported and heated cat mattress....aaaaahhh. | |
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