Best Cat Memes Novels & Stories

“Thanks for saving Dickypuss.” “Dickypuss....” What the hell? Serena pointed at the black cat in her arms. “My cat.” “You named him… Dickypuss?” Serena nodded enthusiastically. “He's cute, isn't he?” The cat looked at me and showed its fangs again. “He's a monster,” I said with a glare. “Oh no, he's not. Dickypuss is the best cat ever. Right, my baby?” Serena smiled as she kissed the black-furred, scowl-faced cat.

Anything for a laugh – honestly, it’s like currency in our little group. “I don’t know...” Kate murmured, already retreating into that overly responsible corner of her brain. “Oh, come on. It’s not like you’re studying for an entry exam to Yale,” I said, letting a little irritation slip into my voice. She gave me a deadpan look. “You don’t know my life.” “Girl, your life is memes, sarcasm, and occasionally passing math.” “Fine,” she groaned, caving at last. “Good girl.” I winked like a smug aunt handing out wine at a family dinner.

The tips of my ears burned. A shiver ran down to my tailbone, and a fluffy wolf tail threatened to manifest right then and there. Just then, a new notification popped up at the top of the screen. Rylan Blackthorn just posted a new Tweet. My finger shook as I tapped it. The message was brief: Mischievous kitten. The accompanying image shows a majestic Maine Coon cat, its fur identical to my wolf-like coat, resting its fluffy head affectionately on a slender, pale hand.

" Dig in. I have to feed Moon!" " Whwo ish Mwoon!?" " Don't talk with food in your mouth!" " Sorry!" He gulped hurriedly and asked again " Who is moon?" " Wanna see?" Smirking, she Carried Moon, the sleeping cat which yawned softly in her embrace. " Ta-da! Isn't she adorable?" Richard pouted unintentionally when he looked at the kitten. " I wish I was a Cat too! Hump!" " Ahah! Are you jealous that I pet her not you?" She grinned, patting his head.

"Don't listen to these voices they are nothing" She turned to her husband father cat and said "These humans are so shameless, they even don't know how to control their voices. Hump!" With that the trio left from their

Meow! Turning to his side, Drake stared at his cat who still looked at him oddly. The cat's purple eyes glowed brighter than usual, even though the light has been turned on. It shifted uncomfortably as Drake turned to stare into space, while waiting for his call to be answered. If the cat was a human being, it's current state would be that of a nervous person. I cannot believe what just happened. She then decided to see where things had gone wrong, so she closed her eyes.

He's going to tell everyone that this cat belongs to him! [Hahaha!]

They can withstand falls and other serious accidents without being fatally wounded, which is perhaps where the saying ‘a cat has nine lives’ actually comes from. But Why nine lives? Can cats cheat death? Most people would disagree on that but trust me, I've experienced this Feline immorality. It's real. It happened to me. I woke up one morning and I was a cat with 9 lives. * * At my funeral, my family waited in a line, leading to the casket so that people can say their condolences and then see the deceased before taking their seats. They then began their officiant speech about my life, the kind of person I was and all the nice bullshít they said about me that we all knew weren't true.

He shared tales from the office—Marlena’s dry wit, a spreadsheet that refused to save, a board member who accidentally sent a meme to the whole company. “Wait, wait, wait,” Minnie laughed, nearly choking on her sparkling lemonade. “He sent what?” “A cat meme,” Ethan said, grinning. “Except it wasn’t a cat. It was a man in a cat suit licking a popsicle. And the caption said, ‘Mondays got me like.’” She wheezed. “You’re lying.” “I wish I was.” They laughed until their stomachs hurt. Later, as he walked her to her apartment building, the mood shifted—softer, quieter.