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One Expensive Cat

23rd March, Story #83/366

By L.C. SchäferPublished 4 months ago 3 min read
One Expensive Cat
Photo by Mikhail Vasilyev on Unsplash

I aim to write these so that you can enjoy them as stand alone stories, or one after the other. If you'd like to do the latter (they're all very short):

1. A Cock About to Cro-

2. Cat and Mouse

3. Just Desserts

4. A Pound of Soul

5. How Much Cake is one Soul Worth?

6. Hungry Like a Wolf

7. Hunt For a New Toy

8. The Dreamscape

9. Of Bone-crushing Hugs and Healing Purrs


The cat cost me a bloody fortune! She was gorgeous, though, even to me, and I'm not a cat person. The softest cream fur, and beautiful blue eyes. I chose her with care. She needed to be accustomed to children, and well-trained to use a dirt box. I didn't want the girl to feel rejected, nor give her mother any reason to insist the cat couldn't stay. Of course, that last could still happen. But surely the little girl would be so delighted that the friend from her dreams had indeed turned up, as promised. Surely her mother would be unable to break her heart.

In the dreamscape, the child pouted.

"But when!" she wanted to know.

I'm coming, I told her, pouring as much soothe into my purr as I knew how. I'm travelling a long way.

"Okay," she relented, picking me up round the middle and gripping me tight.

Be gentle, I reminded her. In the real world, that might hurt my tummy.

She loosed her hold and I relaxed, breathing easier.

What's your name?

To think, all this time I hadn't known it!

"Hannah," she said.

People call me Princess, I said. Her face darkened.

"I don't like it."

OK, I soothed, What name do you like?

She thought a while, nose scrunched up and brow knotted.

"Tilly," she said.

You sure? I asked her, knowing how changeable little ones can sometimes be. She nodded. I'll try hard to remember it. I forget, when I'm not here.

Her hand ran from my head, all down my back and flowed to the end of my tail, the way I'd taught her. Tilly liked that. I focused, altering the fur under her hand so the markings around my face and feet closely matched the real Tilly in my flat. Hannah squealed, delighted.

"How did you do that?"

It's what I really look like. It's easy to change here.

I touched my nose to hers in farewell and faded from her dream. I'd got things to do, another's dreams to tread. I'd found him, at last! The man who hurt her, whose name I'd bought with an expensive cat. And I was so very, very hungry.


Word count (excluding notes): 366

Submitted on 23rd March at 13.04

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Comments (13)

  • Lamar Wiggins4 months ago

    I love cats and was instantly drawn to the story from the image. I guess I need to go back and read the others. This was intriguing.

  • Heather Hubler4 months ago

    Oh, I liked that ending...I hope 'Tilly' serves up some Justice.

  • JBaz4 months ago

    'so very, very hungry '... nice touch

  • I do believe our beloved dream cat Fancies a Feast. 'Til next time when our expensive surrocat gets delivered to Hannah's arms.

  • Phil Flannery4 months ago

    And then!!!

  • I worry that the person she believes is bad is not who she believes

  • ROCK 4 months ago

    Not caught up but enjoying my reading marathon!

  • Great story L.C. I’ve got to get caught up on the eve of the hunt stories

  • Hannah Moore4 months ago

    Ooh, the ripple of the changing markings.

  • Cathy holmes4 months ago

    I'm all caught up, and waiting for the next.

  • “M”4 months ago

  • John Cox4 months ago

    Holy crap, LC! More please!

  • Gerard DiLeo4 months ago served cold. Well done.

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