QUIRKY SOCKS
Socks is an imaginary cat
that I have had off and on
since childhood. The real
Socks was a stray I found.
His life ended abruptly in
the back of a garbage truck
because of the sadistic woman
that I unfortunately called Mom.
She said “no.” I disobeyed…
Socks paid with his life. My
imaginary Socks appeared in
my bedroom a week later.
He was only visible to me. He
took a trip to Europe all on his
own once when I was placed on
evil prescription medicine.
He returned with stories of his
trip when I tossed the meds in the
trash. He likes when I drink and
watches when I bring guys home.
Once, he inverted his black and
white colors after I fell and hit my
head. Another time I had an Alice
dream and woke to find Socks tiny.
I keep hoping that one day there
will be an imaginary naked man
in the spot where Socks sleeps
and that I can rub his belly and more.
Made me laugh…..a lot.
I can always put my picture back up. You can rub me all you want. :)))
Did I tell you I have an imaginary dog named underware? :-}
Funny. (the ending I mean)