Sleep disturbed.

From the deepest sleep, I was woken by a claw. My annoyed, crusted eyelids lifted to reveal sad white fluff. 1

...Fuck you, kitty, get your own damn food.

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a short story in three sentences.

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  • Reaver Greeters member
    October 16, 2008

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    Aww..poor cat! Not really a story here, but a clear situation Thanks for entering and best of luck.