A partly recycled Flash Friday, pulled forward through time from a piece I wrote years ago. 🙂

I lay quietly under the table; just watching.  Missus had been so sad since Rusty, the old tom, died.  I was willing to give this new thing a chance.  But she didn’t look promising.

Vanilla Ice was just beyond kitten, not yet fully cat.  She strolled around the kitchen, stopped for a small sniff at my dish, then moved on with a lift of her nose.

She minced her way by me and I gave my attention to my bone.  When she’d moved on I angled my head so I could watch her without seeming too.

Chip and ‘Snuff, the ferrets, were playing with their rubber squeak toy.  Vanilla Ice came wandering up like she’d found something dirty on her rug, and just curled up, neat as you please, right around that toy.  Chip backed into the corner looking disconcerted, but ‘Snuff was made of sterner stuff.  He jumped on her fluffy little self and chomped down.

Vanilla shrieked, Missus scolded, and the ferrets went into their cage without the toy.  Poor fellows.  Never have learned that timing is everything.

I stayed under the table, meek as a lamb.

Missus was fussing over her food, as she’s wont to do.  Scrubbing it and what not.  Vanilla hopped up next to her, looking like the sweetest thing to every roll over and purr.

The missus cooed at her and gave her some love, scratching that spot under the chin that feels so good.  When she went back to scrubbing, Vanilla meowed, demanding more.  Missus smiled and chatted, but didn’t stop what she was doing.

Vanilla tiptoed ’round the sink to try the other side–and I saw my moment.

“Woooff!”  I let out a rumble bark, and lunged straight at her.

“Merowr!” Vanilla tumbled into the full sink of water.

Missus shrieked a scold, so I scooped up my bone and headed for my crate.

Vanilla Ice was one sorry looking little rat, all dripping wet, when the missus dragged her out of the sink.

Yep, I’d be in my crate for some time, from the look of it.  But I didn’t mind.  The sweet smell of wet cat was well worth it.

Do you have someone you kinda admire and can’t stand, as well?  I think certain celebrities are easy examples of that love to hate feeling.

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