And what are you looking at. Don’t you like my new contact lens? Well I have news for you I am keeping them. Well light the candles let’s get on with it; the turkey will do fine for me. Then I want to discuss this document with you. It the new Bill of Rights for the Feline family:
One you can no longer call me Moggy.
Two I now have the right to fetch a tomcat home if I so wish.
Thirdly I may deliver small rodents like mice to your table and you must reward me.
As for the other seven edicts we will discuss them tomorrow…
Flash fiction: 25-12-2015. In response to a Friday Fictioneers photo showing a cat sat on a festive table. Photo credit Scott L Vannatter.