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Breakfast with Tiffany

Submitted to Contest #187

“I’m going to have to let you go. We’re not financially stable right now and – as a result – we’re restructuring. We’re letting numerous people go. It’s not you – we’re just downsizing until we can restructure to the approval of the investors. I’m asking you to clean out your cubicle by five o’clock tonight. Thanks for your time.” Those were the words from my supervisor’s mouth one Friday afternoon and just before the holiday. The company had pulled this shit before, but it never impacted me. They always made things look good on paper an...

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Felinious

Submitted to Contest #187

Ben took the same path to and from work every day. From the door to his trailer, he walked on the loose gravel parking lot to the bike path through Mechant Lake Forest Preserve. The path was a four mile loop, but Ben only used a mile long stretch along the east side. Once he got as far south on the path as he could, he trudged through some wild grass and low shrubs for about fifty feet until he emerged on the back lot of Cletus’ Auto Shop. Ben did oil changes and a few other basic services, but was not allowed to operate the hydraulic jacks....

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The Magnificent Maron Maloney - Part 4/4

Submitted to Contest #187

Maron Makes his Escape. Battle at the Swindle. Breakfast. Rounding from the back, Maron tightened a rope and secured it to an anchor in the wagon. Huddled in Taika Maru’s cage, Elina Hogsbreath cradled Benzie’s limp, unconscious body and contemptuously glared at Maron. “You should get used to that cat shelter,” Maron smiled slyly, lifting a trunk from the ground and sliding it onto the wagon. Resting against it, he gestured to the inn. “Think of it as your home away from home.” Elina scowled, “This ain’t over, scoundrel.” “Scoundrel,” Pip re...

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Follow Duke

Submitted to Contest #187

Macy considered Duke might be leaving her, like everyone else, when the lanky Great Dane tore after a sleek grey cat into the woods. She considered turning around. She could sulk back to her dilapidated cabin, save herself the effort and inevitability. But Duke was all she had left, and that dog needed her. She needed him. Quietly cursing, she zipped her tattered raincoat and trudged off the deserted road into the woods.Soggy dead leaves crunched beneath her worn sneakers; the damp rot soaked into her socks. Macy should have felt nervous abo...

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It's snowing cats and dogs

Submitted to Contest #187

On November 12th, the first snow fell, covering every inch of ground in a cold glistering blanket. On most days, I wore that coat of snow happily. It illuminated my red hair, my dark eyes, in contrast to the striking white surrounding. I liked to imagine that the world was reborn every time snow fell. I took joy in following the fragile journey as the snowflakes drifted down, ultimately merging with the ground. It had been two weeks since that day in November, and it hadn’t stopped snowing since, in fact, the weather had become a constant bl...

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It Wasn't me... It was the Normal Sized Cat

Submitted to Contest #187

“It wasn’t me!” Charlie said. “It was the cat!” A roar rang through the hall and chased a chill up the spine of every adult in the room. “Not you, Stanley. I mean Mr Mittens.” The elephant took that moment to step on a cashier desk crumbling it to the ground. The monkeys cheered as they removed the pens from those little chains attached to the desks. The parrots swooped and swirled near the top of the decorated dome. A parrot pooped high in the sky and it fell down, down, down to the shoulder of one of the many gaping bank workers enterin...

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It's hot in the savannah.

Submitted to Contest #187

It's terribly hot on the savannah. Lions like me are having a rough time. I should lose weight as it's getting harder than ever to carry those antelope up the tree. I remember the days where it used to be a walk on the park (no pun intended). And these flies! I don't want to get in a bad mood but where the heck is the wind? My tail hurts since Zoopie, the baboon bit it. It used to work well against the flies on my back. I think i got a tooth abscess, more to contend with. Last time it took three weeks to go away and i had to eat sn...

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Stray Love

Submitted to Contest #187

You wake up with a hankering for caffeine. As you stretch into your morning clothes, you can hear your neighbors arguing. Nothing new, just the occasional relationship scuffle. You wish you could have what they did. The kind of love that lasts through anything. You head out into the city though, trying to ignore the lonely feeling in the pit of your stomach. You enter the Cafe, a central hotspot for meeting great fellows. You walk up to the counter and order your morning brew, a large hazelnut latte with two shots of espresso. A few minutes ...

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Beautiful Day for a Walk

Submitted to Contest #187

The air is filled with the scent of breezy laundry, freshly slaughtered grass, and propane-licked steak. My stomach rumbles, and I hear the happy shrieks of kids and the low roll of suburban traffic. I’d love to eat but I’m on a mission. I take another sniff – and there it is. The sweaty over-ripe fragrance of needless aggression. The breeze keeps snatching at the faint scent, but it’s enough for me to follow. I run past the Mitchells, head out the cul-de-sac, and down Triton Avenue. I lose the trail where Triton hits Berry Road, thanks to c...

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My mother, Gertrude

Submitted to Contest #187

Gertrude just can’t say no. So when the homeless man outside Joe’s Coffee Shop asked Gertrude for some cash for food, she found herself agreeing before even checking to see if she had cash on her. As luck would not have it, Gertie in fact didn't have any cash.  That’s how she ended up in front of the rusted ATM machine, across the street from Joe’s, behind the hookah lounge. The ATM was conveniently nestled between two dumpsters. Above Gertie the sun was hidden in the clouds, wind whipped her short blonde hair, as she struggled to ge...

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The Upright Cub

Submitted to Contest #187

The Upright CubBy Michele L. HintonHigh on a ridge of the Smoky Mountains lounged a mated pair of cougars relaxing after satisfying their appetites on a deer. Myr, the female, Ska, the male, as roughly translated in cougar speak, licked their claws.“How was your meal, Ska?”“Delicious! That deer was just right. Very tender. You made an excellent choice from your hunt.” Ska leaned closer to her and gave her lick on the mouth.“What was that for?”“There was a small piece of meat left on your whiskers you missed. Waste not want not, my mother alw...

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Lost Things

Submitted to Contest #187

 A soft sigh left her lips as she leaned her head back against the seat. The train swayed gently back and forth, a soft rumble that faded into the background like white noise. Hana hugged her bag to her chest as she closed her eyes, knowing she had at least an hour before they reached her stop. It was a brief moment of peace, a balm to soothe the headache of a day she’d had.First, another woman had bumped into her that morning, spilling coffee down the front of her shirt. There was no time to go back and change before her first class of...

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Cat of the Alley

Submitted to Contest #187

Let me tell you about the cat in the alley. One day, I was walking to work eating my morning breakfast of bacon, eggs, and cheese. Seemed like a normal day when I tripped over a cat that had matted fur, scars on their head, and so thin that you can see all the bones in its body. I tear off a piece of my sandwich to feed it. Worried about its well being I go to pick the poor cat up. As I go to lift the cat it claws my arm and leaves long marks down my arms. Even though my arm was hurt I was still worried about the cat. I looked around ...

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The Magnificent Maron Maloney - Part 3/4

Submitted to Contest #187

Following the Cat. Questions. The Remedy. Benzie. It was an hour past midnight, and a slow-stalking tiger ascended a staircase found above the Swindle’s kitchen. Upon reaching a door left ajar at the top of the stairwell, the tiger gently shoved it open with her head, and it listed wide enough for her to enter. Taika Maru arrived at the foot of Elina Hogsbreath’s green-painted bed. A ward of three conjoined circles was carved into the footboard, and a matching wood dresser was similarly green and decorated with painted rose blossoms, branche...

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Count Fritzula the Tuxedo Cat

Submitted to Contest #187

Count Fritz was no ordinary Count; he had the usual markings of a Tuxedo but with a little more. He had fangs like that of a proud Fritzula and his razor sharp claws were as pristine as the finest of kitty claws. Fritzula was also very proud of his 22lb stance. Lady Mama Wife would watch in awe as he strutted his stuff around the castle. But, a heed of caution, don't ever make mention of his shorter than average manly tail; it would only crush this Count Fritzula's kitty ego.  Count was very proud of his Man King and...

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