What the squirrel knew

What the squirrel knew

“Do you have the young wench under your control yet?” Flynn smacked the white squirrel’s nose in rapid succession until Cyril yelped in pain and scurried away. “You needn't have done that,” Cyril rubbed his sore snout, glowering at the warrior cat. “I won’t abide any disrespect toward Jodie,’ Flynn returned Cyril’s glare, hissing through [...]

A sharp dressed man

A sharp dressed man

“Are all feline familiars black?” Jodie and Flynn curled up together on a tapestry rug in front of the smoldering fireplace like an yin and yang symbol. Of course not,” he purred. “I’m not entirely black.” Flynn swished his tail, gently touching Jodie’s arm with its white tip. “Do different colors mean anything?” She flicked at [...]

A proper introduction

A proper introduction

“Life must be good, old sport,” Cyril sidled across the travertine terrace toward Flynn, his nose sniffing the air and his voice dripping with subservience. Flynn stretched languidly, eyes closed, mouth wide, his fangs flashing a brilliant white. The creamy, walnut-hued courtyard tiles remained cool even under the hottest sun. Flynn lounged there most afternoons, [...]

Family history

Family history

“Back in the day, would I’ve been a villein?” Jodie and Flynn snuggled on her bed for their nightly chat. “I can’t imagine you as a ‘bad guy’ in any era,” Flynn purred, offering his belly for scratching. “No, silly, not ‘villain’, ‘ain’,” Jodie giggled, tickling him with both hands. “I mean ‘villein', ‘ein’, like [...]

Her man Flynn

Her man Flynn

Flynn luxuriated in a pool of sunlight pouring through the bay window, his tail lazily swatting at dust motes playing in the amber stream. His person, Jodie, was in a similar posture in a plush chair near the window snuggled under an old, crocheted afghan. She wavered on the edge of sleep, her eyelids heavy, [...]

The game’s afoot

The game’s afoot

More from the Dinner Party… “I’m not one to be critical,” Hallie began, “seeing all you’ve done for me so far.” “You’re questioning how we can ensure you will not be incarcerated by our local constabulary, again?” “It has been a month and I still don’t know what’s going on,” Hallie said. The two were [...]