Glass Eyes

by Catherine Bader

 

A new neighbor next door.  Need to go introduce myself. Bring a small gift.

Holding a pretty fruit basket, I knocked. Suddenly remembered that my cat, Kitty, was outside. I’ll get him on the way home.

Opening the door with eyes cold and glassy looking.  Immediately brightening with a smile.

A nice lady. Talked my head off.

But she sure didn’t like men none.  Filthy creatures they were.

Don’t leave yet. I’ll get you a tasty bit from my oven. She carried a delightfully smelling dish.

You did tell me you had a male cat, right?

 

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