One fine Saturday. Having coffee and cakes. Sitting at a round table, listening to a conversation in a terrace with tall handsome trees in the background. A cat gracefully jumped on the table and walked over cups and cakes! I get nervous around cat. Maybe even a cat phobia. First it circled the table and everyone on the table stroke it or pat it or baby talk to it except me. Then it stopped right in front of me. Staring. I got more nervous. I avoided eye contact. Then it made another round and this the time the cat wouldn't take no for an answer. While I again avoided eye contact it slowly walked on to my lap as if it knows I would probably screamed if it jumped unexpectedly. I gasped and froze. Speechless. Cat got your tongue?
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