Short Fiction #22 Playful Pets
Max was not sure what happened first. One thing, however, was certain. Pandemonium ensued.
The dogâ€™s first friendly nip of the catâ€™s ear was meant to be playful. The cat screeched, hair bristling, claws raking the dogâ€™s muzzle. The dogâ€™s reply was half bark, half howl.
Tiger set off down the hallway, claws scrabbling at the linoleum. Ralph, barking deeply, followed the catâ€™s erect tail as he chased his tormentor. A loud hiss and a sharp yelp told Max that the order of the chase had suddenly been reversed.
Max was unmoved.
He just kept reading his paper.
All rights reserved. Copyright 2006 Trevor W. Hampel.
This short story first appeared in Freexpression magazine in June 1999.
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