"Yeeeow!"
I was sprinting through the darkness, with no idea where I was headed. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the dark alley, but my nose was spot-on. Meat! I took a deep breath to home in on the target, just beyond my reach...and pounced.
The rat struggled beneath my fingers. Slowly, exquistely, I lowered my head to look into its beady terrified eyes. In one quick snap! the head was gone, bones crunching between my pointed teeth.
Later, my hunger sated, I idly recalled a vague image of a picture from my past. A book of some kind. No, wait, it was a magazine. There was a picture of a pretty young woman, I think her name was Starsworth. And I was on her lap, the pampered puss. Too bad she dumped me out in the street right after that photo shoot, when her latest movie tanked.
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