For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on this photo by Timothy Meinberg via Unsplash.
He showed up at their front door one stormy night, flea-ridden, battle-worn, sopping wet and one who had likely used up at least eight of his nine lives.
They called him Scamp, took him in as one of their own, gave him the finest food and a plush pillow to sleep on.
But the old Tom could not be domesticated, escaping often the comfort and safety of home to roam the docks where he had his fill of fish guts and the salty taste of freedom.
~kat
June 3rd, 2017 at 6:08 am
Nice! I wonder what Scamp does with his freedom. Besides the fish guts, obviously. That’s just a given!
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June 3rd, 2017 at 6:22 am
Whatever he wants! Don’t you think? 😉 thanks for commenting.
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June 3rd, 2017 at 9:23 am
That’s a great take on the prompt. Some cats really prefer freedom over domestication, or so I’ve observed.
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June 3rd, 2017 at 4:09 pm
They do seem to. Though we have three cats that have never set foot outside and they are quite content and masters of the castle. 😊
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June 4th, 2017 at 1:54 am
Ohh three cats! That’s great. I’ve got one that’s very keen on enjoying his freedom.
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June 4th, 2017 at 2:31 pm
All of ours were rescues as kittens. Now quite domesticated!
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June 5th, 2017 at 12:57 am
Ohhh! That’s sweet! 🙂
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June 5th, 2017 at 6:26 am
😊
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June 3rd, 2017 at 6:10 pm
Fabulous! 🌹🌹😎
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June 3rd, 2017 at 6:10 pm
Thanks! 😊
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June 5th, 2017 at 6:37 am
Awesome…. I am a big fan of your writing Kat.
😇😇
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June 5th, 2017 at 7:02 am
Thank you so much! ❤️
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