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Caturday 🐈⬛
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CATURDAY
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Gabriel set the tin of food out and ensured the water bowl was full. In the distance, an explosion echoed. He scanned the horizon, but saw nothing. Whatever blew was far away. That was good. It was someone else’s problem and not his.
Propping his shotgun against his chair, he sat and waited. It never took long. The stray population had learned sunset was dinner time. Soon, cats crept out of the shadows. They slunk along the walls and kept low to the ground. Gabriel counted a dozen this time. He examined each cat to see who hadn’t made it.
The tuxedo cat with white eyebrows.
A curse rose up his throat. That one had been his favorite. It always looked shocked and made him smile—something he desperately needed in the zombie apocalypse.
Who got the cat, he wondered. It was unlikely to be a zombie. They only preferred human flesh. No, it was mostly likely the living. Someone desperate for food. Gabriel couldn’t hate the person for that.
Still, it pain Gabriel. The world had been thrown into chaos, but the cats reminded Gabriel that there was still a reason to smile at the end of the world.
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Would definitely be me at the end of the world. Definitely relate to Gabriel🖤
Poor kitty! Not sure I'd ever be so hungry as to eat one, esp. not a tuxedo cat (hubby and I had one).