My sister and I went running the other night. Well, she ran. I walked…I've decided that running isn't for me. Anyway, we went to the track to exercise. We'd gone around a few times when Lori stopped in her tracks and hissed, "Oh! Is that a skunk??!!"
"Where? Where?!?!" I yelled.
And then I saw an animal rolling around on the grass next to the track.
I stopped and squinted my eyes, trying to get a closer look. And then Lori says, "It's Rascal!"
"Where's a rascal?" was my intelligent reply. Followed in my brain by, and what exactly is a rascal, anyway?
Rascal is my sister's cat.
Somehow, he hitched a ride to the track with us. This isn't the first time he's done it, either. A few days ago he went to church with my sister's family. Ha! I guess his name is fitting!
We finished up our workouts and Rascal followed us around and had a grand time. A memorable time, for sure.
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