Carson -4

Oooomph!  The breath was knocked from Carson's lungs and the world tumbled.  Upside down, right side up, upside down, and finally sideways.

Carson lay sprawled on his side on the speckled linoleum, his sides heaving as he struggled both to catch his breath and overcome his shock.  He knew that he needed to get to his feet and scamper away before...

Something warm and moist clamped down on what remained of Carson's tail.

This is it, Carson thought as he was dragged away, this is how it's all going to end. Oh, what will Mother think when she gets the news.  If she gets the news.

As though thinking of his mother had called her up, Carson heard her voice nearby.

CARSON ALOYSIUS TRUMAN SHORTAIL!!!

It was not lost on Carson that the initials C.A.T.S. spelled the very animal that was about to eat him for a late night snack.

But wait... if a cat has my tail in his teeth why would Mother be....

It was a struggle, but Carson lifted his head high enough to look over his shoulder.  His eyes widened in surprise.


Thanks to Lisa for e-mailing the phrase in bold.

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