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Friendship

Friendship is sweet

Sally Mouse and Cassie Cat are the best of friends. Sally decides to make Rice Krispies treats with unicorn marshmallows. She knows they are one of Cassie's favorite treats and wants to show her that they are cherished friends. She makes them special by using her favorite unicorn cookie cutter. She and Cassie like to share treats and have silly conversations as they enjoy each other's company. Sally has made a unicorn-sha...

Billy sat on the front step of his house with Flip, his cat, minding his own business when Elmira Kane ran up to him. She pointed her finger, still sticky from sucking taffy. “I know your secret, Billy Collins!” she declared. Billy gulped. Her chunky grin exposing the blackness between her missing teeth, she announced, “You're in love with the teacher!” His ears burned red beneath his baseball cap. “I knew it!” Elmira ski...

Lost and Found

A Short Tale of Dogged Determination

  MARTIN HANDED A MUG of fresh coffee to Jane and slid into the seat opposite her at the breakfast table, pausing a moment before he spoke. “Jane, I need to ask you something.” Caught off guard by the statement, she slopped a little of the steaming liquid. “You always do that when I’m holding a drink,” she chided gently, dabbing the spill with a napkin. Her lighthearted tone belied the knot in her stomach, which was quite...

Writer's Block

A Short Tale of Seaside Serendipity

  THE CALENDAR TAUNTED JANE, its little yellow-highlighted square outlined in a bold red stroke mocking her lack of progress. ‘You’re going to miss the deadline, you know. I’m just six weeks away now,’ it scoffed. ‘Whatever made you apply for that fellowship anyhow, and what could the panel have been thinking when they gave it to you? You’re no writer; you’ve proven that over the past ten and half months.’ She glared at i...

I had a catWho was really fatSaw a batWho was chasing a ratRight in under my hatWhich the catHad satMaking both the batAnd the ratNot to mention my hatReally flatLike a matSo I thought, thatWould be the end of my cat.

Little kitten, you never learned to meow properly in the short time we had you. You made weird, half-assed cat noises, now it is very, very quiet at meal times. I will miss coming home to find you sleeping on the end of my bed, or sometimes to find your poo on my bedroom floor. I will miss how easily wound up you were, and the scratches you gave me from constantly messing with you. I will miss your occasional angsty behav...

Cat Lover: That New Year's Scent?

New Years Eve but there's apparently something different about Mill?

New Years Eve is the well known evening of massive parties happening anywhere in the world. From a group of classmates, Mill had been invited out to a party in celebrating the coming new year. Jynx as her "designated sober buddy" kept watch over her well being the entire time. Mill was not much of a partier due to embarrassing herself by tripping over her own feet in previous occasions, tonight was not so different.Afterw...

Hello, hoomans of the interwebz, my name is Rudolph Valentino, but I just get called Tino for short. Other names of mine are little shit or Turd-meister because instead of doing my business outside in the dirt, I choose to go indoors. I especially like to go into the bedrooms of my hoomans, burrow under their sleeping areas and go there. I do not tell them I have done this, instead, I wait for a while and let them find it...

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Cat Lover: The Gift of Friends?

On Christmas Eve, what is the perfect gift?

The atmosphere of Christmas Eve could be felt everywhere; Mill had been walking around downtown feeling frustrated. She could not figure out the perfect gift for Jynx. Extravagant or simple? Aside from the dilemma, she was home alone this morning to see a note placed on the fridge door:"Be back later!J"Seemed like the perfect time to find a gift at the last minute rush hours for shopping. The crowds prevented her from fin...

Cat Lover: Hot Chocolate for the Soul

Relaxed and relieved in time for a casual conversation.

The first semester is over! Mill celebrated at home with a hot chocolate that eventually became a warm temperature. Student life was ridiculous living on your own, luckily the government's monthly funding allowances came in handy for small achievements even Jynx received a hot chocolate. The atmosphere of giving lurked about in the air everywhere."Holidays coming in soon..." Jynx muttered after a sip."That's true. Wonder...

Something Inside Joe Mesh - Part 2

Behold the talking cat!

He had craved the taste of his very last bottle of beer waiting for him in the fridge the entire way home. By the time he placed his hand on the knob of the front door he could feel the lightly carbonated ale sliding down his throat, tickling his taste buds with an almost divine satisfaction. Stepping inside he wasn’t greeted by Charlie as he normally was. Although he found that somewhat odd, he paid no mind to it, stroll...

Something Inside Joe Mesh - Part 1

Behold the talking cat!

“My heart hurts,” Joe replied when asked how he was feeling by his doctor and long-time acquaintance, Farnsworth Banes. Blinded by the light being shined in his eyes, Joe thought about what he was going to eat for dinner when he got home, his mind wandering off as Doctor Banes pressed his hand firmly against his chest and asked him to breathe in. “Any other unusual symptoms? Dizziness? Difficulty breathing?” “No.” “Blurre...

Fox, Rat And Cat

A way cool band

Fox, Rat, And CatNow Felix was a cat,That hung out with a rat,The rats name, Scat Rat Lou.They formed a band duo,That was way out cool,And their fan base grew and grew.Felix, he played the skins,It was just for shits and grins,But man could he bang out a beat.While Scat Rat Lou,Always dressed in blue,His horn, a major cool treat.They needed a voice,Foxy Roxy, their choice,And so the two became three.They’d jam through the...

The Last Words of Bruno

Who knew Bruno had so much to say?

Bruno was on his deathbed. He’d lived a good long life, closing in on eighty-four years old. The Salerno family, from south Philly, gathered around: Mom, dad, son, and daughter. Mom could barely contain herself. She placed her hand on her loved ones’ brow, sobbing uncontrollably. Bruno turned his head towards her. He struggled to lift it up, inching closer, as if to tell her something, maybe for the last time. His mouth o...

Little Luna

As I was falling asleep, this came to me in a moment of divine inspiration.

Little Luna, in the sky, burning bright, way up high,you guide my way home,even when I roam. My Goddess, my light,burning bright. In your gentle glow,I bask at night. Like the wolf, the cat, the owl and the bat,I love you, it's as simple as that.