Cat Silly Novels & Stories

"It is!" I glance to the fire pit and retrieve my own matching cup to get a better look at the image. In the middle, two pieces of text arch to form an almost circle. The top piece reads "Tom's Tiki Lounge" while the bottom lists a website for Tom's. The middle of the circle is the most amazing. Smack dab between the two font arches, in full color, is a picture of a grey striped tabby cat sitting upright. Trey turns his own cup to see what I'm so excited about. "It's a cat?"

She matched it with a white skirt that exposed her shiny thigh. "Going somewhere?" Caitlyn hear behind her as she was looking at her door. She wasn't shocked because the voice was familiar. "Yes," She said before turning to face Kate. "Grocery shopping." "Grocery shopping? Doesn't seem so," Kate said, eyeing her suspiciously. "Are you going to visit your boyfriend, girl?" "What? No!" Caitlyn exclaimed with a nervous laugh and tucked her hair behind her ears. Kate noticed she was avoiding her gaze and concluded that she was shy.

"Do me a favor and feed Mr. Tibbs, okay?" "Who?" I looked around, but we seemed to be alone. "My cat," she said, ascending the staircase with a smile. "He's around here someplace. There should be some Friskies over there someplace." I found the cat food next to a small refrigerator and a can opener as well. The cat, a gray Siamese with yellow eyes, came running at the sound. He seemed friendly enough anyway, rubbing himself around my legs in a figure eight and purring softly. I'd never owned a cat.

“What’s her name?” Addy smiles, “that is Molly.” They both stop as they see the black cat run across the coffee table from one window to the other. Giggling she points at him, “that is Dutch. The two white Siamese, the big one is Chong and the smaller one is Taz. Then there brown tabby white Siamese is Quinn, she is a shy sweet hearted cat. Manuel looks at the bag she brought over, “wow is the whole thing full?” He asks, the bag was the size of a medium backpack.

Milo, 37, shouted "NO! She said Yes! She said No as first word and now Yes at 20! I say No to Yes!" Biscuit's great-great-great-grandkittens, 10 cats, in holy tote bag fifth generation, sneezed from rose...

A sinner even loves the piousness to mean no harm to the living soul, however hurt the body that's caging it out of sheer madness, hatred or whatever you like to call it, barbarity to some precision! His hold was too strong enough to somewhat suffocate her, extremely firm to not permit her to freely move a muscle or to swivel around as per her own wish. Can't trust with a wild kitten when she scratches you with her razor sharp nails and run away! Well that was her cold blooded husband's ideology, not necessary to synchronize with other civil husbands out there in this world.

Cassandra seconded. “I’m all out for an overnight!” Angelica cheered. “I have to ask permission from my aunt first.” Toto pulled out a basic phone from his pocket. Cara took out her smartphone with a small dangling decoration of a white cat head. “I have to ask permission from my parents as well.” “Ya, ya ‘ave a pet cat?” Cassandra beamed at Cara who was busy typing a message. After pressing the send button, they began to chat while walking. “Come to think of it,” Devin suddenly spoke beside me. “Cassandra likes cats and her childhood nickname is Kitty. That girl, your newest member seems to like cats too.”

“I know. I will speak to your momma and dads. Lucky is a good man. We need to leave. Erm, what is that thing?” I ask when she shifts in my arms and looks at the big cat. “That is a Patger. She is really sweet.” She says, well I wouldn’t use the word sweet after she has just killed someone and maimed others. But whatever. She kisses my jaw and I look down at her. I lift her higher and move in to kiss her. She pulls away, covering her mouth with her hand.

my baby started and I in my head I was sure she'd name it something similar to kitty, cat, cookie, something easy. "Yes?" I say waiting patiently for her to come up with a name. "Tiger!" she says excitedly, picking the cat up and hugging it, and then it all clicked the orange tabby wasn't just a normal cat, small enough to be one sure, but it's a tiger, an animal that doesn't exist anymore, and if I remember correctly, they are the kings of the jungle more powerful than a lion ever been. "How did you know?" I asked Katie, I couldn't even remember the name of the animal and she was one of the generation after the nuclear disaster.

Just as he was about to speak, a cat's meow suddenly came from the window. He was on the second floor, and birds and cats often jumped onto the windowsill. Frowning slightly, Sullivan felt a flicker of irritation. He had been scratched by a cat as a child and had despised them ever since. Ruby looked out the window and spotted a small calico cat trying to claw its way through the gap, seemingly eager to come inside. Her eyes widened in surprise. The calico cat was small and thin, likely no more than two months old. Who knew how it had managed to climb onto the windowsill?