a new pet

My cousin Matt was talking about how the dog that littered their new puppy had a second litter, but it wasn’t nearly as big. For some reason, all of a sudden we had a new little pet cheetah. Wasn’t much bigger than a household cat, but man, the little thing would just run everywhere. As I was walking by it, I noticed it was chewing on a wad of toilet paper or something, so I snatched it out of its mouth and headed into the bathroom to flush the wad. The whole toilet was filled with garbage, but I didn’t care. I tossed the wad on top and flushed it all down. The cheetah had followed me into the bathroom to see what I’d do with its precious wad, and jumped up on the rim of the toilet to watch everything swirl around & disappear. Then the cheetah did the stupidest thing possible – it stock its paw into the mess & got sucked in – I watched as the pipe first swallowed its head, then its body, then its tail & legs. I was horrified! How was I going to explain to the family that I’d flushed & drown the family pet? I reached in, & luckily the pipes were small enough that the animal didn’t get far – I was able to grab hold of the end of its tail and pull it out. When I got it out, however, the thing wasn’t breathing. A horrible thought went through my head – I’d have to give it CPR & bring it back to life. I plopped the dripping wet cat onto the tile floor and positioned myself to give mouth to mouth. Luckily, it woke up by itself & went scampering into another room. It was still soaking wet & scared & looked half its normal size with all the hair stuck flat to its body.