This week’s Friday flash fiction is a little wishful thinking on my part. I’ve just acquired another cat and I’ve spent the last few days stressing about it. Cats don’t need company – FACT.
The Cat regarded her balefully. Typical human. Imposing its wants on another species. Anthromo… Anthromorphos…
What was the darn word, anyway*?
The new companion arrived. Alice opened the carrier and he emerged, blinking.
The Cat sighed. Humans needed company. He didn’t. Who wanted more competition for food, water and places to sleep?
The little one sidled up. “Hey I know you are worried, but I promise it’s all going to be fine!”
Oh this was worse! If there was anything The Cat hated, it was a sook.
*Anthropomorphism – i.e. the attribution of human traits, emotions, and intentions to non-human species. It’s considered to be an innate tendency of human psychology.