Awakened by the chirping of the birds, she stretched languorously and looked around. She saw him, asleep, dead to the world. Should she wake him up? Perhaps not! She should first fill her stomach. She tip toed to the kitchen, and looked disdainfully at the mice scampering around. She was so hungry that she felt she could eat anything. Ignoring them, she gulped the milk and the food kept nearby. She looked around and smiled, the kitchen was in a mess…boy, he is going to be so angry!
She went back, and again looked at him. The urge to wake him up got stronger. She went near and tickled his foot. He nudged her away and rolled to the other side. She persisted and licked his face.
He knocked her off again. Miffed, she stormed out. She could make it on her own. She didn’t need him. She walked and walked smelling the early dawn. Suddenly, she felt someone following her. All her senses awakened, she turned around to see Bholu leering at her. Uhoh!! That seemed like trouble. After the torrid affair last summer, he had never ever forgiven her for dropping him. The least he could have done was live up to his name. She took a right turn and saw another familiar figure walking towards her, hairy Goldie. What kind of name was Golden?
She stopped warily, trapped between the two of them, wondering whether this was the end. They stepped closer and closer, she watched intently, frozen and caught.
Suddenly she heard a whistle, a welcome sound.
”Here kitty…here…where’s that dratted cat gone?” muttered the voice.
She gave a triumphant meow and bounded towards the voice, relieved to have all her nine lives intact.
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She went back, and again looked at him. The urge to wake him up got stronger. She went near and tickled his foot. He nudged her away and rolled to the other side. She persisted and licked his face.
He knocked her off again. Miffed, she stormed out. She could make it on her own. She didn’t need him. She walked and walked smelling the early dawn. Suddenly, she felt someone following her. All her senses awakened, she turned around to see Bholu leering at her. Uhoh!! That seemed like trouble. After the torrid affair last summer, he had never ever forgiven her for dropping him. The least he could have done was live up to his name. She took a right turn and saw another familiar figure walking towards her, hairy Goldie. What kind of name was Golden?
She stopped warily, trapped between the two of them, wondering whether this was the end. They stepped closer and closer, she watched intently, frozen and caught.
Suddenly she heard a whistle, a welcome sound.
”Here kitty…here…where’s that dratted cat gone?” muttered the voice.
She gave a triumphant meow and bounded towards the voice, relieved to have all her nine lives intact.
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writer's island
22 comments:
This is such a fun post!
And cats definitely having a "thinking" personality! It's all about a certain noble disdain and righteousness. But they definitely don't mind a bit of help preserving their 9 lives!
Gemma
Hey, this was so unexpected....I was so caught up with the story...didn't think you'd twist it around :)
Nice take...
A delightful story! I really enjoyed it :)
A 'purrr-fectly' told tale !! [:)]
that was delightful... am i remiss or did you change your template.. it certainly looks gorgeous over here !!!!
I saw the ending coming and was glad to read this great finish. Well done!
All felines and feline lovers, rejoice!
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That was fun. Seems you know your cat pretty well. Loved the personification.
Really cute! I wasn't expecting that ending
This piece leaves a smile in the face.
It's unusually amusing.
I wish you well.
~ Jeques
A great fe-line in storytelling :-)
damn neat!
shall scrap u a li'l secret this story reminded me of...;)
this was a fun read.. I am glad I came to the neighbours and logged on to read this :) Loved the twist
@ greyscale: thank you...i'm not very fond of cats tho...
@prats: thanku..thanku...glad u liked my tail ;)
@becca: thank you...
@shubd..: delighted....
@pailsey:: this is my prompts, craetive blog...thank you...
@ geraldine..: you did? :)
@richard...: i don't have cat, unless i call myself one. lol...
@keith: thankyou...coming from te master storyyteller, i take that as a compliment :)
@jeques...: thankyou...
@anthonynorth: who me?
@rayshma: read that and scrapped you...
torribly feline!
Splendid! Great post!
hehhe I have to admit, Tom kind of gave a hint :D
This was something I hadn't expected....very catty...and amusing too.
But what happened to my previous comment...*bawling* I'm so sure I had left it here...methinks it ran behind kitty... :D
ah, cats... great story
Just dropped in for the first time so I obviously feel out of the loop. Will be back though. Nice Blog!
Cheers!
Cute as cute can be! Cats are so cool!
ahhh such a close call I am glad she made it un harmed.
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