Wild Raggedy Cat

And Mister Flappy McFlap Face

Wild raggedy cat lay on the corrugated roof, looking up.

He had endured the season of the long cold moons, more bitter than any before; aggravated by the thinning of both fur and memory. And yet! He survived once more to bask in the sun god’s caress, the only touch he’d ever known.

Grizzly purred his chops, rumbling his velveteen tummy. The noisy little c…