What are these two fine felines thinking?
20 words or fewer!
One entry per person (or per cat!)
Post your answer in the comment column!
Contest opens now.
Contest closes around 7pm Eastern Shark time.
You're on your own for questions (sorry!) I'm fin deep in my requested reading stash.
Nope! If you want to get to Query Shark with your stupid questions, you'll have to go through US.
ReplyDeleteWhat do you mean our book isn't ready for submission yet?
ReplyDeleteRead, Read, Read, all she does is Read.
ReplyDeleteYou spelled it wrong.
Oh. Reid, Reid, Reid, all she does is...
Hey Ernie, Janet found the helium tank because here she comes with her inflatable shark.
ReplyDeleteProtract the claws. Ready, aim…
I am the cat.
ReplyDeleteNo, I am the cat.
I am quite certain I am the cat.
No. There can only be one.
Yes, that's me.
"Well, she better be offering something good, or I'm not moving."
ReplyDelete"You're not falling for the laser pointer trick again, are ya Harry?"
ReplyDelete"Nope, not at--wait, where'd it go? Fred, where'd it go?!"
"She's in the kitchen should we--"
ReplyDelete"Nope, she's not using the can opener"
"But tuna can come in packets now!"
"It can?!"
"It can."
You smell that?
ReplyDeleteWish I hadn't.
Seriously Human? We are Cats! You want us to do what?
ReplyDelete“I dunno, Bob. If Hooman were going to feed us, it would be holding a can opener, not a corkscrew.”
ReplyDelete"She still calling?"
ReplyDelete"Yup."
"Annoying."
Lady, put the bowl down, back away, leave us now and no-one needs to get hurt.
ReplyDelete"We are smiling."
ReplyDeleteBird? What bird? You never had a bird.
ReplyDelete"What was that?"
ReplyDelete"She cackled."
"Hmph! Bonne villain."
We have judged you. You have been deemed inadequate.
ReplyDeleteWhile you're up, bring us some tuna and the remote.
ReplyDelete"You say you're bored? Dennis Lehane and Michael Crichton(!) have new books this month. Hooman, please!"
ReplyDelete“It’s shiny object again.”
ReplyDelete“You know it’s forbidden.”
“So. When has that ever stopped us?”
“On three then?”
*Click*
“Three!”
Tell us again why you want a dog? Go on impudent human—we dare you.
ReplyDeleteBeta Cat: Take a cat class. You suck at being a cat. You wouldn't know an oxford comma from a yellow lab. And your mother is a lynx.
ReplyDeleteWriter Cat: Meeeeeooooowwwww. Did you say some - nevermind.
"Shouldn't you be writing?"
ReplyDelete"This isn't the entry you were looking for."
ReplyDelete"Colin didn't enter."
"You can go about your business."
"Move along."
"Need a catique partner?"
ReplyDelete"We're offering our services and we're VERY purr-lite."
Sable: We're on our own.
ReplyDeleteStripes: She's fin deep in manuscripts.
Sable: Let's go beg for attention.
"Again? Does she actually need more pictures of us?"
ReplyDelete"Idiot! She bought tuna today. Shut up and look cute!"
“We don’t want you to read us “Animal Farm” again.”
ReplyDelete“Yeah, we want Garfield!”
Mildly amused by the frazzled minions scurrying about, Tux and Tabby bear witness to the inherent superiority of remaining recumbent.
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ReplyDeleteYes, those are books in the background. If you have a problem with that, you are hereby dismissed.
“She makes me tired, Cation.”
ReplyDelete“Take a couple of electrons, Anion. I’ll rub against her, replace them back by static.”
"Catnip? Catnap?"
ReplyDelete"Nope."
"I know it’s got a P. What’s the answer?"
"Something we need more."
"What’s that?"
"A vacaption."
“Mother died today. Or maybe yesterday; we can’t be sure.”
ReplyDelete"These Tom and Jerry cartoons are not amusing."
ReplyDeleteC1: Which do you prefer, Sean Spicer or Melissa Mccarthy?
ReplyDeleteC2: Neither. One's half-baked--the other's over-wrought.
C1: Fine. Next time use ketchup.
"Who's that cat dressed as mariachi? It's library day not Cinco De Meow!"
ReplyDelete"Musketeer actually. He misread the invite #pussinbooks."
"Hey, look, he's taking a dump with the door open again."
ReplyDelete"Nice. Keep eye contact."
We are magnifique, n'est ce pas?
ReplyDeleteThat was not a question.
Midnight: What? Say cheese?
ReplyDeleteStripesy: She woke us up just so those rodent followers of hers can have a contest?
Hey you. Pet me. Pet me, please. I dare you to pet me.
ReplyDeleteGive us the credit card. We're ordering a BetaReader-O-Matic for OP.
ReplyDeleteNo, Erwin. Just keep the box away.
ReplyDeleteWhat are you waiting for? You have two hands.
ReplyDeleteYour Grace (DoY), surveilling this agent is no fun. All she does is read, drink, and cry into her computer.
ReplyDeleteStereo mind reiders
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