Little Cat Novels & Stories

“Looks like I’ve found you again, little kitten.” Shit.

‘Here, kitty kitty. The little creature butted its head against my fingers, purring like a miniature engine. ‘He still needs a name,’ Lochlan said, crouching beside me, his shoulder brushing mine. ‘You should choose one.’ I considered the fluffy body, the round belly, the general air of edible softness. ‘He’s all plump and doughy, with that little white tummy… Let’s call him Custard. Like a custard bun.’ Lochlan was silent for a long moment.

When we reached the cage that the cat and its litter was in, the cat began to purr. "It seems like she knows you." I said. Liam smiles as the cat rolls over, wanting a tummy scratch. He pushes his hands through the cage and rubs her tummy. The kittens were still scared and they backed into the corner of the cage. "They're so tiny. I can't get over how cute they are." I smile as I look at them. "Come on little one. I won't hurt you." I said softly to the kittens. They just look up curiously at me.

As he stood up to look for the source of the sound, he saw a large bulge at the curtain that flicked slightly, with a pair of small feet appearing underneath it. Blake moved forward, then opened the curtains and said, “Winson, what are you doing?” At that corner, Winson was crouching down while looking for something on the ground. Hearing his dad’s voice, he turned his head around and spoke innocently, “Papa, look…” The kid pointed at the corner, with excitement on his face, “It’s a kitty!” There was a pure white cat by the wall, its entire body shrunk into a small furry ball that was shivering.

Lilian pointed at the crying kitten in the little girl's hand. "No you just want the kitten for yourself" Briana accused Lilian. "Don't worry I don't want the kitten I am just telling you to put it down or else it will die" she explained exasperated. "No your lying" Briana pulled the kitten towards her. The kitten was squish, the baby kitten in a panic tried to get free, in the process of scratching Briana. The little girl shouted as she let go of the kitten. The kitten immediately runs away.

Lucas gently caressed the cat's soft fur, then looked at the two girls in front of him, "After all, I can take care of all three of you." Bianca grabbed the kitten's head, pretending to be angry, "The two of you make me feel so left out! But Lily, how do you wear half pants?"

I say in a mean voice. "Ohh look the kitten got claws" Alice says laughing. "Grrrr" I growl at her before going to see mama, if I'm away she won't know that I had anything to do with it. Well good thing that I was away, Alice and Aldo work really fast. By the end of the day I was falling on my cute behind laughing my heart out. A video of a model in just a pull-up and crop top wearing ridiculous heals was number one trending with a quote of weirdest fahsion style.

I was in awe of their courage, and I thanked them with all my heart. The pack gathered around me, and I told them what had happened. They were amazed by the bravery of the mother cat and her kitten, and they praised them for their actions. The kitten walked up to me, and I bent down to pet it. It purred loudly, rubbing its head against my hand. I smiled, a feeling of peace settling over me. I knew that I had made a new friend, and that the pack was safe. I named the kitten Lucky, and it became a beloved member of our pack.

But when Daisy placed her fingers and started running her fingers through its tiny white furry head, it started rubbing its head against her fingers and a light purring sound came out from its mouth. It was a white cat with deep blue eyes. It was so pretty and tiny that for a few seconds, Daisy couldn't look away from it. But when it made a small 'Meow!', Daisy returned to reality. Looking at that tiny kitten, Daisy asked, "Wow…. You are so pretty. I am sure someone has left you here. Do you know who left you here?" In reply the kitten only made a cute sound of 'Meow', looking at Daisy’s face. Then spreading its front legs, it stretched its tiny body inside the bucket and yawned.

A tiny kitten ran up to her, making her yelp and jump backwards. "Calm down, Zea," She whispered. "It's only a kitten." She picked the brown kitten up and stroked it, humming softly to herself to keep the fear at bay. The kitten purred and rested in her lap she smiled and sang softly. "Ya lili, ya lila, washbish nishkee lik'amma, oogaloo leelela, sgheeru fee–" There was a rustle. "Even in gibberish, your singing is awful."