Once upon a time there lived a family in the woods. They had a grey cat. It is very smart and cheerful. One day that changed when the cat suddenly looked far and distant.
In the woods, a vampire was lurking. Hunting for prey it vanished and followed the scene of the blood. It was a cold and lonely night. All to be heard was a cat meowing all of a sudden. The vampire was drawn into the family's house. Nearing it he felt strange. He was carefully and sneakily watching the unsuspecting victims as they fall asleep. As he was about to approach he was startled by some creature. MEOW 😁.
ALAS it was a cat. The cat talked and shook the vampire. "If you can count fur from head to tail them I'll let you feed on my housemates. But if you fail then stay away." The vampire agreed on. He then started counting the fur. He patiently counted until all that was left was the tail. When he touched the tail to count, the tail swayed and moved. It moved again and again. He patiently waited but then as the 🐈 cat swayed the tail the vampire forgot the count. He was frustrated but left with no choice he had to count it again. Then the same thing happened again.
The family was sleeping when they were bothered by the meowing of the cat. They woke up and there they saw the flustered vampire limping on the floor. Dehydrated, the vampire was easily captured and killed by the family.