My eyes are locked. Must not move… Must not move… The Thing under the blanket shifted just a minute ago. It is teasing me. I know it is. Never mind: I will catch it this time, and I will shred it. But for now, I must not move… My eyes are round, filled with intent. ...
You did WHAT? You threw it away? Why? Why?? WHY??? Why would you do such a terrible, horrible, inconsiderate thing? Do you have any idea how long it took me to catch that bird? Weeks! Yes, weeks. I killed it for you. That’s right, for you! And I did not even eat any of that ...
They brought it home this past August. The pet store usually is the last stop on their Saturday round, and Charlotte, bless her heart, always brings me back a toy or a bag of treats. This is why every Saturday, around 4:00 PM, I sit by the window, twitching my tail and wondering what wonderful ...
The delicious smell came from inside a little paper pouch. It was like a mixture of wild berries and catnip, with a hint of dandelion. I am naturally curious, but at 10 weeks of age, I just could not resist that lovely aroma. In addition, whatever was inside was making a funny jingling sound every ...
I love fish. What can I say? I like to watch them, catch them, and above all eat them. I was named after a strange salty fish. You see, when I was a kitten, the pizza guy made a mistake in Mama’s order, and she found her usual cheese slices decorated with stripes of headless ...
