Stories tagged “Moose”
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Kat and Moose
Tick. Tick clack tick. Tick clack scratch scratch tick tick clack scratch clack clack! “MOOSE!” I yell at the top of my lungs. The American shorthair scurries away from his new toy at the sound. I scowl at him and kneel down to save the tat...
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I Miss Her, Miss You.
Six, six fleas-no! Make it seven now! I just picked off and killed seven fleas from my own human body. All thanks to that damned cat. I scratch at the numerous flea bites on my body and card my hands through my hair nervously. Scratch tick tick clack s...
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Baptize Me in that Flea Bath
“He has fleas!” The clerk muses as he inspects my cat. No shit, Sherlock, I just told you that. “Yeah, can he get like a flea bath or something?” I ask, scratching myself at the mention of fleas. “Yeah sure, we do grooming...
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Leave the Boa on the Shelf
I sit at home on the edge of my bed, just staring at the ridiculous pink feathered boa I’ve got in my hands. Why can’t I part with it? Why can’t I leave it behind with all her other things? I look like a stripper, don’t I? You a...
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Let Go
You promise, you’ll never leave? I don’t know anymore. If it’s my time, it’s my time. Don’t talk like that, you’re gunna get through this. If I leave, don’t keep my stuff too long. I don’t want all the pr...
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Moose and Kat
“This was one of the best behaved cats I’ve ever groomed!” The clerk exclaimed happily as he handed Moose over to me, all cleaned and wearing a brand new collar with green, bell shaped tags. “Oh?” “He’s such a...
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Katelyn
“What?” she asked me when I didn’t stop staring at her eyes. “Sorry,” I apologized quickly, looking away. “What was your cat’s name again?” She laughed, “Dog actually, his name is Timothy, but most ...
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iKat, uKat
I heard someone calling to me from behind as I fled, plopping Moose in the passenger seat and speeding away in my Chevy. Why is this happening to me? Why can’t I do anything without being reminded of you Kat? Why must I constantly be reminded of ...
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Uninvited Guests
She knocks on the window and I’m still crying and I can’t stop and I want so badly to tell her to fuck off… I lean over with shameful tears slipping down my face and roll down the window. “Why are you following me?” I croa...
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Coffee with Kat
She goes and puts that red bar thingy across her steering wheel so no one will steal it while I climb into the passenger seat. I wanna kick myself because I’m still crying, but I don’t think my legs would bend that way. She gets into the ca...
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Remembering
“What happened to her?” I don’t answer her at first. I don’t want to say it, but she just keeps staring at me, waiting for me to answer. “She…she’s…” I stammer like an idiotic little kid. “She...
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But Then She Got Sick
“Yeah.” “What was she sick with?” “Cancer. Leukemia.” “Oh.” “Yeah. She was such a strong person. I thought for sure she would make it. She had this spirit that made you believe things like that. It ...
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And Then She Was Gone
I talked on and on about Kat and our life together and the Kat in front of me just sat and listened. As I talked my tears subsided and my eyes dried up. I sipped my coffee and kept going on about Kat; her beauty, her laugh, her smile, the way she liked...
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One Wish
My coffee had long since been finished and the sun was setting outside, but I was still sitting at the same table in the coffee shop with the other Kat. She had made me start about my Kat and now I couldn’t stop. It was like a floodgate that had ...
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The Cliffs
“Come on,” the Kat sitting across from me said finally. She seemed to realize I wasn’t going to say anything more. “I have something I want to show you before I take you home. We gotta go now though or we’ll miss it.”...
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Who Knows?
Kat drove us back to her car, told me “Chin up, someday you’ll live again,” and left. Now I sit in our kitchen while Moose eats his dinner and I stare at the only picture of her I never locked away. I don’t know if Heaven exists...