ha ha ... here's a short essay on how forgetful Aunt Mary was with her cat Tom - enjoy ~ After a hearty lunch , Aunt Mary was on tenterhooks . She was seated in her living room packing the balls of yearn into her leather box. She had made an appointment with her friend and she was late! Unexpectedly, Aunt Mary felt a sharp pang of pain coming from her tummy. Aunt Mary left the box open and rushed to the toilet. Aunt Mary’s cat, Tom, had never seen such vivid colours of yarn. Tom jumped into the box with sheer delight to explore further. The balls of yarn around him felt soft against his body. Tom snuggled comfortably onto the yarn and soon was in deep slumber . When Aunt Mary came out from the toilet, she shot a quick glance at the clock . Aunt Mary was very late this time! Closing the box, she left her home hastily in the direction of her friend’s house. The sun sank down in the sky of brilliant rose-pink and orange as Aunt Mary ret...
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