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Her Name was Elly
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She
was the prettiest cat in Nepeta Grove, or purrtiest, as its said in Cat
Felicity. Elly
loved Arion and her house more than
anything in the world. Every morning, Elly woke
Arion with a kiss. Just before he leaves for work she’d give him a ‘have a
safe day at work’ kiss, and when he returned, a long and paralyzing kiss
waited for him at the door—imagine if
that
tidbit
ever got
out,
he’d
truly
be the envy of all husbands.
So
he kept his kisses to himself and told nobody, not even Big Pea.
In the afternoons, Elly enjoyed taking long walks in the Grove woods. She’d
always return with a bagful of wild herbs to make her special spices. Elly’s
best friend, Ms. Peachmo, owns a shop at the market and helps sell all her
delicious spices. Elly’s
life couldn’t be any
rosier, but
there was
something missing.
Kitties runnin’
‘round your head again?
That was Ms. Peachmo’s favourite
saying
whenever she’d catch
Elly drifting off to kitty-land. With
Arion traveling often far away to build new houses,
Elly’s
been drifting
off
practically every minute of her
waking life.
Now, instead
of afternoon walks, she’d sit on the patio daydreaming of
little kitties.
She’d
see them
running
through
the house
playing in the sunlit rooms and
corridors with her and Arion.
Having
a family
was
her
dream,
and daydreaming of one made her smile when she felt lonely.
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