Of Scurry and Flight
'American redstart?' Adelaide asked tentatively, in telepathic thought-speech. Looking, as quietly as she could, over to her husband, who was leaning against a thinner-than-not tree trunk, his paw-pads daintily pressing to the bark. Being just as...
What I Know
On the top level of the Promenade, with his rain-furred paws on the smooth, matted-grey railing, and his quiet, blue-grey gaze scanning all about, the mouse overlooked the empty shops that dotted the bottom level. Eyes soon skipping to the closed,...
Bobtails in Question
" ... I can't even begin to think about reversing the effects," the squirrel explained, gently gesturing with her black-padded, blunt-clawed paws, "if I don't know what caused them. I mean, it's ... I'd be shooting in the dark, you know? I'd be...
The World is Outside
"What are you doing today? Same as yesterday?" the otter asked, casually, stepping into the shower, her sturdy rudder-tail hanging behind her. The water was already turned on. Already warm. With steam beginning to billow about the room, making things...
Mille-Fleurs
Prancer quietly sipped her cold, tangy orange juice, which was fresh from the food processor. Sip after sip. Daintily so, holding the clear glass with both paws. She always liked juice when she woke up. A drink with a friendly bite. Something citrus,...
Quiet as a Mouse
"Have you seen this one?!" Field, sitting on the couch in his parents' living room, glanced at his mother's phone. _Another__baby picture?_ "Yeah, I saw it." **_And_** _the one before that, **and** the one before--_ "Why didn't you leave a...
Hot Mess
"Are you sure they don't mind me hanging around?" Meadow asked Fib, of his colleagues. The two harvest mice were at the TV station where Fib worked, in the brand new 'waiting area' just off-set. "That otter keeps looking at me ... " _At least Opal...
The Assignment
The bat sighed, stretching her paw-feet, turning beneath the thin, smooth sheets (too hot for blankets, being late summer), rolling from her left side to her right, restlessly. The mattress creaked on its springs. Which, in turn, made the wooden...
Every Time We Eat Out
"Every time I go out to eat, I get put in the corner. Even when I'm seated at round tables!" quipped the chipmunk, cantankerously. His remark drew a chorus of laughs. He must've been at least seventy-five and belonged to a group of 'elderly...
This Tall to Ride
Looking around with bewilderment, the mouse stopped to rub at his cheeks. Melted snow had gathered on his clear, stiff whiskers, making them glisten with wintry wetness. Drying them off, he picked up his bags and approached the check-in counter. He...
Best in Show
"Hey, there, big buck! Saayyyyy ... you look like a baller." Kody's tall, black-tipped ears flicked. He stopped amidst the strobing lights and bountiful bags of colorful cotton candy. The hunky Himalayan rabbit blinked and looked to the carnival...
Royal Gala
Approaching six o-'clock, almost closing time. On a hot July day. Blue sky, too. The kind of meandering stretch you'd classify as 'lazy,' but ... if you were truly lazy on a day like this? When the world was raspberry ripe? (And that was ripe,...