RESOLUTION • by Rohini Gupta
It’s a cold, windy day and I am at the window table trying to write my New Year resolutions. At least that is what I should be doing but I spend more time watching the dry leaves clattering across the… Continue Reading
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OSCAR’S TEN COMMANDMENTS • by M. Eigh
Slipping down the stairs of the three-story, fifteen-bedroom Victorian bed and breakfast, Oscar hears chatters in the dining room where early risers are already having breakfast. One of his many freak talents is dialing in on conversations in noisy places.… Continue Reading
PERFECT PET CO. • by Tim W. Boiteau
“Honey,” my wife shouts from the living room. “Call the mechanic. Professor Bigglesworth messed the carpet.” After taking a few moments to process what she has said, I enter the living room and find Professor Bigglesworth frozen to her favorite… Continue Reading
DARK MEAT • by Chris Antenen
They chewed. Mouths closed, looking down, they chewed. Each had a fork poised, eyes on their plates, choosing the next bite. He was first, speared a large piece of stringy meat, and scraped it into his mouth over his teeth,… Continue Reading
BAD LUCK WITH CATS • by Audrey Kalman
A potential catastrophe — the kitten strangling to death in the tassels of the afghan — pales beside what happens years after the near-strangulation when Margaret trips over the same now-grown cat. The cat’s vocal cords were damaged by a… Continue Reading
SET THEORY • by Sarah Crysl Akhtar
They’re like cats, I’d said. But who listens to kids? This was Phase Two — where hardship perks gave worker bee families like us houses we couldn’t have dreamed of back home. Ours was on a gloriously uncleared lot —… Continue Reading
CAT NAV • by Suzanne Conboy-Hill
“Now you’ll stay in at night,” Joe told Houdini, the big, orange, cantankerous-looking tabby he was trying to stuff into a carrier. Not flippin’ likely, said Houdini, although of course he didn’t because he was a cat. Instead, he arched… Continue Reading
KOGGIE AND THE AUTONOMOUS HOUSE • by Mark Wolf
Koggie, the 10,034th descendant of the original bio-engineered cat-dog prototype, sat on an ornate garden bench in the upstairs arboretum of the autonomous house and yawned as she watched the robs scurrying about like a plague of mice on their… Continue Reading
OPENING THE BOX • by Jonathan Pinnock
I like it in here. It’s dark, but it’s snug and warm as well. Cosy. I can curl up and go to sleep if I want. I like sleeping, and I’ve got a full belly and it’s been a long… Continue Reading
SIDNEY, DOWN UNDER • by K.C. Ball
Sidney bulled his way in from the farmhouse porch, slamming the screen door, ignoring Maggie’s protests. She backed away from his advance, across the room to the very sofa she and Delia had occupied in peace, moments before. When her… Continue Reading