“It doesn’t seem fair,”Melvin said.
“Why do you say that?” Fluffy seemed less interested in the actual answer and more interested grooming her own fur.
“Well, they get to go on all the walks they want. Without a leash.” Melvin lowered his snout to the floor and breathed out heavily, blowing the dust bunny across the room.
Fluffy yawned widely. “You do realize, I never go outside on a leash.” Fluffy seemed satisfied with the dumbfounded look on the dog’s face as she saw Melvin contemplate this information as if it was the first time in the last four years she had ever said this to him.
“That’s true.” He yelped. “Well, that’s unfair too.”
“It’s because you’re a dog.” The simple matter of fact tone she took was completely missed by Melvin.
“Well… well… I should…” Melvin said.
“You should do something to show them!”
“Yeah, I should do something to show them!”
Fluffy licked her paw and ran it over the top of her ear while she looked down at Melvin from the counter.
“But what should I…” Melvin lifted his head and looked around.
“Shoe.” Fluffy purred.
“Shoe, yeah! Um…”
“If you eat… his…”
“If I eat his shoe, he…”
“He wouldn’t be able to go on walks.”
“He wouldn’t be able to go on walks!” Melvin echoed.
“No, he wouldn’t. That would be so sad for him.”
“Yeah, I’ll show him.” Melvin scrambled up on all four and sniffed around toward the pair of patent leather loafers near the front door.
Intrigued, Fluffy watched as Melvin walked over and grabbed one of the expensive black leather shoes in his maw, drooling all over it as he plopped onto the couch and began to chew on it.
In that moment, and just for a moment, Fluffy actually felt bad for how easy it was to constantly get Melvin in trouble. The feeling was quickly replaced by the simple mantra that all cat’s are born reciting.
Cat’s rule while dogs drool.
And so it was.
The Rules:
Itβs been a couple of weeks and now itβs a brand new years. This week:
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Try to write a humor piece.
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No word count limit.
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Pick at least three of the following words to include: dog, cat, toy, fever, ski, fluffy, machete, purple drink
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And only the parrot left to fool…
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I like it. Never heard it before, did you just come up with that?
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Another case of a monkey and a typewriter hitting enough keys…
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I understand that way to well.
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Ah, is that how it happens? Could be a premise for a cartoon.
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Could be, know any good cartoonists?
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Hey, I live in L.A. There are cartoonists and animators every time you turn around. You may have to pay a pretty penny though.
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I have a few shiny pennies I have collected over the years.
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I hope it’s more than a few!
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Love it! This was funny! Great prompt use!
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Thanks. π
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It’s a hilarious tale. A great use of the prompt.
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Thank you, glad you enjoyed it (and so are my cat’s). π
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Very funny, Todd π
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Gracias. (Hey, look, I remember some Espanol! Woot!)
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π De nada!
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Loved it. The all knowing superior creature – the cat; or so it’s said.
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It’s best not to let the cats know you doubt. They might have a moment of paws to contemplate your de-meow-se… Ok, that was a stretch.
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LOL. An enjoyable stretch, nonetheless.
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