“I’d like to take a picture with my cat, Sir. And then I want it printed on a T-shirt.”
Okay Timmy, that’s it for today, his Mom admonished. It’s getting dark. The carnival will be here until Sunday.
Tiger leaped from Timmy’s lap out the rear window.
“What was that, Dad?” Selena asked. “I think I hit something.”
‘No you didn’t. It was just a road bump.’
Timmy never made it back to the carnival. He wept as he wrapped Tiger’s body in his T-shirt.