Kitty & The Well
Kitty stretched away her morning stiffness along with a big yawn as she came out of her slumber.
Lazily, kitty made her way through the house and into the garden. The flower bed was where she was heading, you know, to do her ‘business’.
Well, Kitty had a shock when she saw someone else had got their first. She swore under her breath at the monstrosity that stood in her spot.
“This will not do”, Kitty thought.
Having neatly covered her morning offering with soil, she decided to try and see what this thing was, after all if they were going to share the same flower bed they may as well be acquainted.
Kitty is a Cat; Cats take their time.
And 20 minutes later she was finally done sniffing the object.
“What’s this?” Kitty pondered. She was up on her back feet peering into some darkness that this thing possessed.
More sniffing, more peering. Even with her eyes she could not see what was at the bottom. Kitty suddenly became very nervous; she only had one life left.
After much thought, she decided not to risk jumping down into the hole to explore. But, with all this excitement, she had worn herself out.
Back in her cozy bead, yawning once more, she curled herself into comfort. She would somehow get to the bottom of this.
“The Dog! Of course!” Kitty thought before she dozed off. “He’d be game enough to go down the hole to investigate!”.
She’ll fill him in on her ‘find’ next time she wakes.
But for now, Kitty needed her rest. After all, she had to muster up enough energy to trick the dog into going down that Well for her.
And with that last thought, Kitty peacefully dozed off.
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Sunday Photo Fiction 15th June 2014