Free-writing exercise

flippant cat curtails accident with theatrical banana

sloping along the garden wall, Woolie paraded his new collar. these were good days. a butterfly fluttered through the early morning cool air, teasingly a short distance beyond reach. Woolie's paw twitched but this was not a day for risks.

winding his way through the scrub land between back garden and the new paradise. he could see her now, preening in the sun by the back door. so relaxed yet precise her fur glistened as it bent underneath the gentle caress. he thought he heard a gentle purr as she stretched out, and then, rolled over as though the world had no cares.

Furndrine had just moved to the neighbourhood. her new owners had a small green car, they smiled all the time, and the two kids never terrorised small creatures. Furndrine was a good owner, she looked after her humans well. what's this? with one flick of the tail she propelled herself accurately to the garden wall. this was a moment to lust over the birds bathing high up in the bath. why did humans care so much about this flying snacks. she knew she couldn't reach, nevertheless, this was a good way to spend 10am.

Coyly Woolie gestured his greetings. Did she hear him - she began to climb down, walk away, an age past until she looked back and twitched a whisker. Should Woolie move closer. He froze, she looked unimpressed. He took a step into her realm, she looked more unimpressed. He stepped back, disdain painted her perfect felted down.

Panic struck, there was no right next move. Agitation spread madness through his muscles. He jumped up crazily, made a swipe at the birds tweeting like Harpies above, along the garden fence, down the path, back again. Stop. Furndrine now looked perplexed. Well that was an improvement. A back flip, and she began to smile.

Good morning Furndrine. What did you have for breakfast? Uh? How are your humans? Good good, coming to your later on I think. Oh. Yes. You? I was having a wonderful morning until you turned up like a wildcat. She winked. He felt deflated. She moved up the garden to the pond. They looked in together. His heart nearly stopped.