Kitten CommandoA Story by Broken Hearted FauxxD Just a fun play with kittensKitten Commando By: Lexy House
He managed to pull
through with tummy growling and paws numb from the cold tile floor. Sadly, the
adventure to his food bowl was in vain; the blue bowl lying on the tiles empty
alongside its white, water bowl companion. He licked his lips, mewling as he
pawed at the ice cold water, shivering. Where was his
master? Glancing around,
he tasted the kitchen air, purring when he caught the fresh scent of his master
towards the hallway. Pushing himself towards the direction, he dragged his numb
paws to the warm carpet, taking a moment to flex his claws into the soft
texture. Sweeping his tail
side to side, he debated on whether or not to proceed or curl up on the back of
the couch in the sunlight for a nap. His tummy swung the debate into proceeding
as it growled and he mewled, clawing the carpet one last time before carrying
on. His back fur
brushing against the glass of the coffee table, he swerved around the legs,
rubbing his face against them as he made his way to the bedroom. Finally able
to feel his paws, he purred happily all the way to the doorway, till he
stopped. There laid
master's mutt; the golden retriever. Though the dog was reaching his adulthood,
the mutt was large in size, sleeping beside the master's bed. Half of the
sheets and blankets hung roughly off the side of the bed, exposing the master's
leg and foot in the morning sunlight. Bristling, he
padded quietly across the carpet towards the bed. You can do this, Commando. A mutt is no challenge for
you. Throwing himself
onto the bed, his fur tickled his master's foot, causing the human to roll
over, knocking the kitten back onto the floor. He squeaked as he landed on all
fours onto the golden retriever. Woofing and
barking, the yellow mutt picked itself up, shaking its fur while yawning.
Commando froze, staring up at the large animal above him. Trembling in fear, he
picked himself up off the floor, and scrambled through the doorway, the dog
chasing him with its tail wagging. I have to outrun this mutt... Scrambling up the
curtains, he mewled again, the dog barking at him from below. He aimed,
launching himself off and onto the dog's muzzle. The mutt whimpered, throwing
him off and onto the couch, padding out the doggy door to the back yard. Commando jumped up
in victory, jumping off the couch back onto the carpet. Swishing his tail, he
proudly walked towards the bedroom once again, purring. The tiny black kitten
tried yet again to climb up the tower of sheets and blankets, pulling himself
up with all the strength he could muster. Finally! He had
reached his destination. Positioning
himself on his master's chest, he purred, pulling back his hind legs and lied
close to his chest, arching himself like a spring. Target sighted and locked. Proceed with butt wiggle... And...
Pounce! © 2013 Broken Hearted FauxAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on November 12, 2013 Last Updated on November 12, 2013 AuthorBroken Hearted FauxSalt Lake City, UTAboutHello, the name's Lexy I've been on and off from Writerscafe between life and inspiration. I was once a dedicated writer, always with a pencil in my hand and a notebook by my side no matter whe.. more..Writing
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