100 Word Story
The cat strutted from one end of the room to the other in her usual morning manner, an hour before the alarm would be going off. He woke up, hearing her meows, pleas for attention, for food.
“It’s too early,” he said, his voice groggy. “You’ll have to wait a bit longer.”
The pleas continued and he went in and out of sleep, flying and falling over and over. An…