A Tale of Two Tails

There once was a cat whose tale was hardly as long as her tail. She crept, one day, into a butcher’s shop to fetch a meager pound of flesh. When he spied her on the counter top with claws sunk into a cut of pork, he raised his voice and raised his cleaver and brought it down upon the block. She dashed out the door in the nick of time but,in the end, for the sake of a rump roast for supper she sacrificed a bit of her own.  

Reviews

[Marie]

THis is a very clever little story. It must be a drabble; I didn't count the words.

[T. McDougald]

Thank you! I suppose it is. It's only 89 words.

[Marie]

I don't know what writing under 100 words is called. You're very good at it.

[T. McDougald]

Thank you, that's very kind of you to say! A professor of mine once called it microfiction so that's what I've been calling these little stories.