A Street Cat Named Bob Page #4

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or the next week.

It's up to you.

All right.

Come on, Bob.

Time for your medicine.

This is gonna make

you feel better, yeah?

Look, I've sat, yeah?

Exactly.

All right, ready?

Open, wide?

No, no, no, no, no.

Come here.

All right.

Bob, Bob. Look, look...

Yeah, just,

down the hatch, mate.

Oi... oi...

Come back here, mister.

Come here.

All right.

Come here.

Hey, hey.

Oi... no, Bob.

Bob!

Right. Okay. Okay.

Bob?

Treat.

All right, mister.

Let's try this again.

Twice a day, for two weeks...

They said.

No. Come here.

All right.

No. No, no.

Stay here. Stay here.

Stay here.

Bob. Bob. Bob.

Aye! Come here, come here.

All right, come here, look.

Look. What's that?

What's that.

What's that, what's that...

Bob!

It's all right, mate.

It's okay.

Oh, I know.

I swear. He wasn't

like this earlier.

Yeah. Well, I've had practice.

Did they tell you to bring

him back in a couple of weeks?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, that'll be a good

time to get him snipped.

Snipped?

Yeah, man parts.

But, I mean...

Please, that isn't a big deal.

It's easy for you to say.

Besides, he's not even mine.

An intact male

alone on the streets,

it's the worst life imaginable.

They fight for food,

they fight for territory.

I need to imagine that, do I?

If you can't give him a home at least

give him the chance to stay alive.

Now, ordinarily,

I don't touch meat, but...

Bob needs some protein, so...

What do you do?

How did you end up here?

Me?

Well, I know what he does.

- What have you got there?

- Allergy pills.

Oh, right, I thought...

Otherwise I'm 100% anti drug.

A lot of addicts in here.

I steer clear.

So...

You do?

How did you end up here?

I'm... I'm a musician.

- I write songs, and play.

- Yeah?

Yeah, I haven't exactly

been discovered yet.

But, I've just moved in here,

which is good.

From Australia?

Oh, well, I...

I've actually

been back a while, uh...

Sort of...

In between places...

I guess you could say, um...

But yeah, no.

Got taken out there as a kid

when my parents split up.

And, my mum took me

out there, dad stayed here.

He had his business

to run and...

Didn't like flying, apparently.

And you?

Well...

She brought me

a kitten, actually.

Dad, kitten. Kitten, dad.

You must've missed him?

My dad?

It's a long story.

Long story, eh?

I'm so sorry

I missed our appointment.

Honestly, I've tried

to get there, little things...

There was this cat, right...

We have an agreement.

You miss your appointment

you're out of the program.

And I met this girl, Betty.

I'm waiting for the part that explains

why you missed our appointment.

Is that blood on your coat?

Must be, Bob's.

Who's Bob?

Bob's my cat I'm telling you

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