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Feline, mostly me, by penelope

mostly me, by penelope (april fools’ day)



Penelope Kitten is noisily bopping around the house while Marcy tries to nap.

penelope kitten:  la di da da da… dee da da… hi marcy.

No response.

penelope kitten:  oh marcy.

No response.

penelope kitten:  marcy marcy marcy marcy marcy marcy marcy marcy-

Marcy:  WHAT?!!!

penelope kitten:  we’re out of friskies. and they aren’t making anymore.

Marcy:  No way, Penelope.

penelope kitten:  way.

Penelope Kitten continues to bop around. Marcy tries to go back to napping.

penelope kitten:  la di da da… no more friskies… dee da… no more friskies… da da dum dum…

Marcy (becoming concerned):  Where did you hear that?

penelope kitten:  on the news.

Marcy (alarmed):  Are you sure?

penelope kitten:  so sure. the guy with the toupee said so.

Marcy (panicking):  Does Cindy know?

penelope kitten:  yes.

Marcy (aghast):  Is that why she went to Texas?  To find Friskies?

penelope kitten:  ummm… yeah yeah. that’s right. she can’t find any.

Marcy:  OH MY GATO!

penelope kitten:  you’re doomed.

Marcy:  OH MY GATO!

Marcy races around the house in a blind rage. At one point she even madly runs in circles chasing her tail.

penelope kitten:  marcy.

Marcy continues to freak out.

penelope kitten:  oh marcy marcy marcy… marcy marcy –

Marcy:  WHAT?!

penelope kitten:  april fool.

Penelope Kitten impishly runs off to the next room.

Marcy (seething and stunned and trying to catch her breath):  Little sisters should be outlawed.




CatSpotting In Texas


Cynthia:  I think I must have images of cats seared into my eyeballs. I swear I was in Texas for less than an hour before I spotted this cat on a building.


Cynthia:  Only in rural Texas would you have entire buildings that are open for a mere few weeks in the summer just to sell fireworks. There’s that much space out here. For a Los Angeles girl, this is mind boggling.

Oh! I did not let on to Marcy that I was leaving. Or, that I would be sharing my presence with another cat, three dogs, and a horse.


Cynthia:  What she doesn’t know can’t make her mad. And besides, Freddy will take great care of her and she’ll hang out with her best bud, Scooter. Maybe she won’t even know I’m gone!

Cynthia considers how possibly delusional this sounds. Especially since Marcy will certainly smell dog on her when she gets back to Los Angeles.

Cynthia:  Hmmmm… maybe I’ll worry about that later. In the meantime, I will enjoy the scenery and look for more Texas cats.


Cynthia:  Although, I keep running into dogs around here.