“There you are, handsome boy, dozing in the sun. Whatever do cats think about?”
My mother was thrown out when she got pregnant. I never knew my father. We lived rough for a long time. Our meals were chancy, warmth was rare, shelter often unreliable. There was danger everywhere. One frightening morning we were rounded up, put on a truck and taken to a strange place where I was prodded and poked with sharp things. They gave me food and water when I woke up. I never saw my family again. They tell me I’ve been adopted but I wish...
“There you are, handsome boy, dozing in the sun. Whatever do cats think about?”
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Michele
15/3/2024 11:04:19 am
Well done!
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Paul A. Freeman
15/3/2024 05:09:49 pm
Darn it! I keep falling for the same trick. Nicely done, Mary.
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Christa Loughrey
15/3/2024 05:56:20 pm
Another great kitty story, Mary.
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Cheryl Dahlstrand
15/3/2024 07:20:45 pm
Great lead sentence. Clever conclusion and from a cat perspective- very believable!
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