“I’m giving you one last warning, Salty.” Stormy looked down at me. “You stay out of the bait.” I’d been warned under threat of death, or at the very least, a full body shave, to stay out of the bait this time. The problem is I love fresh squid, and sometimes can’t control myself. Seriously, what did he expect? I am a cat.
Fortunately, I had a plan. I knew if I played my cards right, I could easily manipulate all four of them, especially JD and Chuck. The bigger they are the harder they fall, I always say. All I had to do was look sad, ask politely, and purr a lot, and all four of them would toss me extra pieces of fresh tasty squid. I said I was a cat – not stupid.
From Vanished Tales ~ Book two of my Romantic Cozy-Cat mystery’s.