Moppet
ISABEL NIGHT
Sitting in the lobby of the vet clinic, I tearfully cradle my cancer-riddled cat, Moppet. Unable to endure her tortured meows, I wish… no… stay focused. Try focusing on Moppet’s Francis of Assisi medallion.
It doesn’t work. Once inside the Comfort Room... I hate this… saying goodbye…
Upon returning home, I crawl into bed. Restless. Argh! Yet, somehow, fur brushes up against my face. Purring’s included. Moppet. I know it’s you, sweetie. Let me cuddle with you, precious…
Ugh. Damn alarm’s buzzing. C’mon... What the…!? How’d Moppet’s medallion get onto my pillow!?
I don’t remember bringing it back from the clinic!?
Isabel Night is a Micro Fiction / Flash Fiction Author living in Leonardtown, Maryland, USA.