Classic Fantasy Humor Literary Fiction Satire Strange

Cat and Mouse

By Duane Pesice
Nov 24, 2018 · 1,714 words · 7 minutes


From the author: “He’s been tomcatting,” her announced in the Voice of Death. “He doesn’t know me very well.” I licked my paw, which had a little bit of breakfast still on it, and waited. Her ran hot water.


Cat and Mouse


“He’s been tomcatting,” her announced in the Voice of Death. “He doesn’t know me very well.”

I licked my paw, which had a little bit of breakfast still on it, and waited. Her ran hot water.

“He just doesn’t.” Him doesn’t, either. I have heard him say so.

Her commenced scrubbing dishes. Me stayed around to hear the rest, even though my brothers were outside and I felt like playing. Me hid my intent by going by the rainy room. Noticed that him’s hairbrush has content.

Me thought...

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