Friday Flash Fiction
The cat’s purr, vibrated the pages in the book I was reading. My cat never stops purring to meow. I was vaguely surprised.
‘Meow,’ said the cat again.
I looked down at him, he was purring once more. I looked back to my book.
‘Meow,’ the cat stopped purring and looked at me.
‘Everything OK puss?’ I asked.
‘Yes fine thanks,’ he said.
I looked around the room, realizing that I was the only one there and I wasn’t looking at the cat when I heard words.
‘Did you just talk to me?’ I asked.
‘Meow,’ he said
Hmm, I pretended to look at my book and asked another question spying intently out of the corner of my eye.
‘Are you hungry?’
I saw it, he said it, I know it and I bet you won’t believe it!