With the morning sunlight diluted by pregnant storm clouds, three tabby cats—one grey, one orange, and one with a French accent—huddled on the porch of their pink-bricked home. As they studied the front page of The Early Bird Chronicle, their whiskers twitched with worry.
Despite cats not liking to get wet, it wasn’t the weather report predicting rain that concerned them. Nor was it the ridiculous City Guide Feature declaring rats made better pets than cats. No! It was the screaming headlines that made their breakfasts churn in their tummies.
The grey tabby said, “We need to hide this from Mom. She cries in my fur when she thinks she’ll never see Herman again. I hate wet fur. But even more, I hate to hear her cry.”
The tabby with a French accent said, “We also must hide zis from Dori.”
The orange tabby’s whiskers curled with disgust. “Why? She’s the one who lost Herman.”
“Not on purrrpose,” Chauncie Marie declared.
“Dori never does anything on purrrpose,” Opie growled. “But bad stuff happens whenever she’s involved.”
“Bad! Remember when she invited that fake reality teevee Ghost Guy to come to our house? He released demons through an Ouija board. We had to move!”
“But we moved right back, n’est-ce pas?” Chauncie Marie pointed out.
“After that Patty Kiss lady burned down our house.”
“Hissst. That’s supposed to be a secret,” Peaches their Alpha Queen warned as she joined them. “Our pawrents don’t remember that. Herman’s Guardian Angel, Charley, erased their memory.”
“Charley supposedly erased all of our memories,” Opie said, “but they came back. Maybe they came back for our pawrents too.”
“I don’t think so,” Peaches told him. “Cats remember incidents that hoomons have long forgotten.”
“Like how we were worsheeped in Awn-chant Eee-gypt,” said Chauncie Marie. “Ow I meess ze good old days.”
Hearing the jangle of car keys from inside the house, Frank said, “Dad is leaving for work. Better destroy the mewspaper before Mom sees it.”
Like choreographed dancers, they shredded the newspaper. Then, as the wind scattered the scraps throughout the neighborhood, something fiery in the sky caught their attention. Read More