A despicable tale. (about neighbours' cats. No death or excitement)

Dramatis Purrsonae

Herm
A Canine and our Hapless Narrator.
Anke
Present Remotely.
Filibuster
A Tuxedo Cat adept at Filibustering.
Professor Mousington
A Cut-throat Mackerel Tabby and Brother of Filibuster, who has a Flavour.

Int. A Sofa. Late Afternoon, New Year's Eve.

(6:16:47 PM) Herm: * Professor Mousington is watching Quantum Leap
(6:17:25 PM) Anke: is that the guy who travels through time by possessing people, and is accompanied by a hologram?
(6:17:28 PM) Herm: Yes.
(6:22:56 PM) ***Herm sees another cat waiting at the window. …Oh, and now he's ringing the doorbell.
(6:23:11 PM) Anke: Smart cat?
(6:25:40 PM) Herm: They do a special loud miaow. We call it ringing the doorbell. Cheeky brats – I can hear it even from the next room.

(6:31:34 PM) ***Herm has the other cat on lap now

(6:40:33 PM) Herm: phone rnging, but can't move lap full of filibuster
(6:41:08 PM) Anke: it's a nefarious complot to keep you from getting calls
(6:42:06 PM) Herm: It's true! he does it n purrpuss

(7:06:46 PM) Herm: now have two cats, one on knee, one jammed into small space beside me, the latter licking the former.
(7:07:19 PM) Anke: fluffy
(7:07:28 PM) Herm: My bro: he has a flavr.

(7:13:55 PM) Herm: The brothers are now asleep cheek-to-cheek. It's adorable when they do this.

(7:36:37 PM) Herm: Oh. *sad* Our sandwich filling got up and left.
(7:36:59 PM) Herm: I guess his brother had cleaned him sufficiently.
(7:38:58 PM) Herm: Now we're just a bread sandwich with blanket butter. *wails, sobs*

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