Scott L. Vannatter


“So, how many cats do you have?”


“Don’t most single women of a…ahem…certain age have cats?”

“No cats.”

“Come on now, don’t take offense.  You’re a very attractive woman.  How come you’re still single?”

“Who says I’m single?”  She rose from the bar stool.   “This has been so much fun, but I have to get home to Oliver.”

“Oliver is very lucky.”

“I’m the lucky one.”

Fifteen minutes later, her chocolate lab, Oliver, greeted his guardian at the door, wagging his tail furiously.  She scratched behind his ear.

“Oliver, my sweet.  I could use a cuddle!”

For Friday Fictioneers!


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