People keep telling me my cat is a tiger, but I just don't see it. Sure. He's orange with black stripes. He also has pretty big claws and weighs 500 pounds. But the vet assured me he's just a regular house cat. The neighbors have threatened to call animal control. They're just mad he wakes them up with his loud snoring every morning. I find it endearing. It's his trademark, just like his favorite food is raw, bloody meat straight from the butcher. So no, I refuse to believe he's a tiger, even as he mauls my face to shreds.
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Very Short Stories & Drabbles Part 2
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