Smoky, Sir Reginald Immodeus Alexander and forty-seven other names from his long and illustrious lineage, sat on the kitchen table watching a flitzard taking shape. The fibrous creatures couldn’t take form if they were watched, and this one struggled before it died a frustrated death. Flitzards affected human brains, making people fuzzy and distracted. Smoky’s human charge, Charlie, acted fuzzy enough already.
“Listen, Smoky.” Charlie peered over his newspaper. “It says here domesticated cat brains are shrinking. You have a walnut-sized brain.”
Smoky licked his paws to show how credible he found the newspaper article. He wished Charlie would take his bike off the wall and leave. His twitching whiskers predicted something bad was coming through from the other side, and the sooner Charlie was out of the battle zone, the better.
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