Cat Toys
“Well aren’t you the cutest little kitty!” Nanna bent to pat the head of the orange tabby sitting on the sidewalk.
“Mew.”
Nanna took the kitten inside and gave it a saucer of milk. “I think I’ll call you Mr. Whiskers!”
“Mew.”
A month later, Nanna’s friend called to invite her to tea; no one had heard from her in a while.
“I can’t,” said Nanna. “Mr. Whiskers won’t let me.” She hung up and looked at the cat warily.
“That’s right bitch,” said Mr. Whiskers. “And go get me more milk or I’ll scratch your eyes out.”
Copyright 2025 by Andrea C. Neil
Par for the course with cats. :D