The Little Purr That Made a Home

 In a quiet courtyard hidden between old houses lived a small kitten named Fluffy. He was gray with white paws and had eyes that sparkled like tiny stars. Fluffy loved warm corners, sunbeams, and listening to the stories the wind whispered through the trees.

Every morning, he carefully explored the courtyard, greeting everything he passed — the flowers, the wooden bench, even the old chimney. But his favorite moment was sunrise, when a delicate butterfly appeared. Fluffy never chased it. He only watched, purring softly, afraid that even a loud thought might scare it away.

A New Year’s Message from a Cat

A New Year’s Message from a Cat

Dear Humans,
Followers,
Accidental Food Providers,

As the year comes to an end and the fireworks begin (loud, unnecessary, suspiciously aggressive sky monsters), I, the Cat, feel it is my duty to address you.

Let me be clear: I do not like fireworks.
They are noisy, unpredictable, and clearly designed to test my survival instincts. If you need me, I will be under the bed, guarding the dust with great bravery.

Despite this, you have mostly served me well this year. The bowls were sometimes full, the blankets were mostly warm, and the boxes… acceptable. For this, you have earned my quiet approval.