I somehow collect the bristle of my cat.
In between seasons, I can get lots of her bristle by brushing.
She looks like she’s feeling good, and I feel good to collect lots of it so it’s “Kill two birds with one stone”.
I also collect her nails and whiskers fallen out.
But one day, when a pot of instant coffee was filled up with her bristle, I began to feel that it was a shame that there would be no use of it.
I came up with a good idea.
My cat is black.
I cut off a brand-new black stocking, put double stick tape on it, pasted the cat’s bristle and combed it.
Taking 3 hours, I made a toupee. Next morning, I stuck it on my husband’s balding head with the same double stick tape.
I said “breakfast is ready!” and woke him up.
He went to the bathroom, still being half asleep.
“Oh my!!!!” said him and rushed to the kitchen, saying
“H-H-Hey something fluffy grew on my head! The hair grew!?”
I was choked up, laughed a lot so that he realised some discomfort on his head.
He peeled off the stocking with black bristle.
“Don’t show me a dream that I have to wake up from....” sadly said him.
I felt guilty and about to apologise to him
But looking at the cat browbeating the toupee made of her bristle and my husband saying “that’s yours!!” to her,
I couldn’t help laughing out loud again!
