So I have had this achey back for a few days; I am sure part of the trouble comes from the two legs having moved my bed from next to the radiator to under the window. I am sure the damp gets in and those cold winds and you know how that plays havoc with the joints. I was telling Max about my problem and how I was finding it difficult to climb up the fences. Max is something of a sage and he told me about this new masseuse who has moved in up the road.
Max said he had been approached but would not take the chance in case it set off his "condition". I asked about Seb and Max just said she doesn't do house calls. Silly of me to think Seb would wander all that way with no food in it.
I went up the road and there she was just as Max had said.
"You're a bit young for me" she purred "but come on in we've got the place to ourselves"
I followed her through the cat flap and she led me upstairs.
I lay on the bed as she asked and then it happened. She jumped on my back and started working her claws in and out. I don't mind admitting I screamed with the pain. The more I screamed the more she dug in and she was screaming too.
When I finally got up to go I had no pain - well I had no feeling at all in my back.
I guess she's good
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