PJ McLaughlin
Bio
My husband and I live on 58 acers in the woods with our three cats. I enjoy writing from many different prospectives; I've even been known to write as a cat.
Stories (5/0)
Home Sweet Home
There once was a fish all alone in a tank. Once or twice a day someone would drop a little food in, but there was nothing to do but swim two feet turn and go back. It was such a lonely life for this fish in a tank. Until one day a little girl came and watched. She saw those sad lonely eyes and asked, “Daddy, can we get that one too?”
By PJ McLaughlin2 years ago in Petlife
The Town of Heros
To our small community, I want to say thank you. Thank you for caring for your neighbors. When Billy’s barn burned down this summer everyone was there to lend a helping hand. Because of that the fire was put out quickly, before spreading to the house.
By PJ McLaughlin2 years ago in Journal
My Brother, A Dog
I had the best life; one any cat would love to have. I lived with a sweet kind little old woman. Our life was the best it could be. We’d get up with the sun have a nice breakfast together while we watched the news. Then she would get up and say, “It’s time to exercise Samantha.” And she would reach for this little thing that would shoot out a beam of light. It was so much fun chasing that around the room.
By PJ McLaughlin2 years ago in Petlife
Whooo's In The Barn
Jessica had the worst week of her life. She had to get away from the rat race in the city and find the peace and quiet one can only find in the country. She finished her work early, and took her notes into her boss, telling him she was leaving town for the weekend.
By PJ McLaughlin2 years ago in Fiction
