Blackie Takes a Shot (Warning: catitude Inside)
The human slave shifted her weight from foot to foot and stroked my fur as my motor ran. I peered
The Story Cauldron: Flash Fiction, Short Stories, and Novel Nuggets
The human slave shifted her weight from foot to foot and stroked my fur as my motor ran. I peered
The human slave may have forgiven him, but I remember the emotional distress. Her tears woke me up from the
Blackie yawned and stretched. She clawed at the recliner, keeping her weapons sharp. âDonât do that to the furniture.â Whatever.