Midday Matinee is our people watching, people doing and people being feature. Join the Woodland Creatures for an afternoon break.
Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include Mow de Grass! and The Suburbityville Horror. We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….
Amanda arranged the stuffed mouse next to the ball that hung from a string attached to the three-tiered, carpet-lined cat perch with the scratching-post base. She put out the sparkly spinning toy for good measure, then smiled.
“Now you have plenty to play with,” she said to the two felines who were watching with skeptical eyes. “That should keep you busy while Mommy reads.”
Amanda carried her mug of tea over to the recliner, sat, and picked up her long-awaited copy of The Inner Life of Cats. It was, the author and publisher and reviewers promised, the definitive study of feline psychology. It would, Amanda hoped, make her a wiser and better cat owner.
Rascal looked at Boots. She’s joking, right?