*Dmitri remained frozen under the chair, a statue of pure, uncomprehending horror. He had seen many things in his lives. He had faced down vacuum cleaners, survived the indignity of a festive reindeer costume, and endured the existential crisis of the red laser dot.*
How dare she lay in Dmitri’s sunbeam! That’s an act of war if I’ve ever seen one. Love how you made something so small feel like a grand, world-shaking betrayal.
The audacity...
I know, right?
*Dmitri remained frozen under the chair, a statue of pure, uncomprehending horror. He had seen many things in his lives. He had faced down vacuum cleaners, survived the indignity of a festive reindeer costume, and endured the existential crisis of the red laser dot.*
Sooo good.
Thank you - I appreciate it
How dare she lay in Dmitri’s sunbeam! That’s an act of war if I’ve ever seen one. Love how you made something so small feel like a grand, world-shaking betrayal.
It is! Lol, thanks for your comment.
Hahahaha wow, and so the plot thickens! Thank you for a much needed chuckle ☺️
My pleasure, glad you enjoyed it.
A gripping "tail" of the battles that must be fought. Storytelling at its finest! I love it!
🤣🤣 it is just a fantastic read. I love it. ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you. Dmitri is my spirit animal.
Apologies, I forgot to add a link to chapter one. I cannot edit this post on my phone.
https://open.substack.com/pub/gsmucklow/p/petrestroika
She is every bit the Maine Coon.
Thank you.
So glad you enjoyed it. Petrestroika is a welcome relief from the often dark tales I tell.