The monday musings of a crazy cat lady… Grumpuss. I was watching The Simpsons. He strolls into the room and plants a squidgy bundle of sellotape and wrapping paper on the bed. I look up, eyebrow cocked, and he nods towards…
Flash Fiction Friday. Escape.
She hungered for this. Her freedom.
Day 89.
Having hitched a ride here all the way from China, this little cat still resides in his cardboard box. He steals all my money, and the pennies of visitors too; they cannot resist hearing his loveable little meow as he…
