The Watchcat

Kitty had been sniffing around the table, nosing for leftover ham when the first slash of red traversed the kitchen. She froze and stared, her eyes black plates of curiosity. More small men came through the chimney. Finally a big man in a red coat, white beard like the ragamuffin she used to know. The man lifted a finger to his lips, and winked.

The next morning, humans found parcels and laughed with delight. Kitty swiped her tail from side to side, jumped up on the sofa and curled into a ball.

“Amateurish burglars,” she thought before drifting off.



Looks like I’m starting to get addicted to these flash fiction challenges. This one’s from Friday Fictioneers, where the challenge is to use the photo prompt (today’s photo is by Scott L. Vannatter) and no more than 100 words.

On the following page you can find more links to stories based on the same photo:


7 thoughts on “The Watchcat

  1. Laura, you are a very talented writer. Being able to convey so much in such short pieces as this one is a real skill. I love your use of words, the images you paint are truly wonderful. Keep up the good work and thank you for making the time to do the thing you love so much. You’ve inspired me to do the same. Silvana 🙂

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    1. What a lovely thing to say. Thank you so much for reading. I’m absolutely thrilled if I’ve managed to inspire someone else to keep writing! That would be the best thing I could hope to do with this blog 🙂

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