Drabbles

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Felix hid near the back door, with a grass moustache and golden eyes peeking in through the glass.

Mistress was still sitting at the table; it was as if time had slowed down. Didn’t she have anything better to do?

Mouse squirmed as though life depended upon it. It did.

Bravely, Felix took a primal sprint through the cat flap.

“Not again!” Mistress spilt her coffee as she snatched Felix; her heart raced at the coupled load she lifted.

At that moment, Felix had choices.

Deliberately, he meowed.

Mouse leapt and scurried to freedom in the form of a fridge.




100 words
Drabble about an animal