Sarah Ann Hall

Reporting on writing in progress or, more probably, not; practising flash fiction.

#FridayFictioneers – 21/12/12 – Dinnertime

with 17 comments

Every Wednesday Rochelle Wisoff-Fields publishes a photo to stimulate and inspire writers to write 100-words of flash fiction or poetry. Every Friday the Friday Fictioneers post their 100-word stories. Visit Rochelle’s site for the rules on how to join in and check out the other stories here.

This week’s photo is courtesy of Scott Vannatter. I couldn’t get beyond the cat and the imposing stance.


Copyright-Scott L. Vannatter

Copyright-Scott L. Vannatter

Dinnertime (100-words)

Butch stalked through the place settings. Where was everybody? They must be around here somewhere.

He coiled his tail, settled down to wait, slept.

No-one came.

He stretched out a paw, drew back a sharpened talon. The scream cut his ears, but no-one came.

He massaged his body along a door, could feel the low rumble of music and chatter. On hind legs he mewled through the keyhole, lungs straining. No-one came.

It was cold and dark when squealing hinges woke him. What time did they call this?

He purred until his heart felt fit to burst. Feed me. Ne-ow.


Written by Sarah Ann

December 21, 2012 at 8:52 pm

17 Responses

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  1. How dare they go away and leave Butch to fend for himself. Cute story, Sarah.


    December 21, 2012 at 9:13 pm

    • Some humans just think about themselves more than their animals.
      I’m glad you enjoyed it.

      Sarah Ann

      December 23, 2012 at 9:06 pm

  2. Yes I could just imagine this thought process – captured the essence of a cat. Well done.


    December 22, 2012 at 8:52 am

    • Dear Sandra, thank you for your comment. Having never had cats I’m glad you think I managed to sum one up.

      Sarah Ann

      December 23, 2012 at 9:05 pm

  3. I can well imagine he felt like that. Poor thing. You can tell he’s fading away to a mere shadow of his former self. 🙂 I sometimes feel a bit like that when I get overly hungry.

    Have a merry Christmas!!


    December 22, 2012 at 8:53 pm

    • I know he thinks he’s fading away, but I suspect he’s a cat who doesn’t like his routine to be upset.
      Merry Christmas to you too.

      Sarah Ann

      December 23, 2012 at 9:03 pm

  4. C-ute! Enjoyed the cat’s routine.


    December 23, 2012 at 2:23 am

  5. Butch should write Dear Tabby for advice. 🙂


    December 24, 2012 at 2:33 am

    • I think Dear Tabby’s been giving out too much advice this season. 🙂 Thanks for dropping by.

      Sarah Ann

      December 24, 2012 at 1:46 pm

  6. If this cat is anything like the one in my story…some people will get seriously scratched lol. Very well done. Thanks so much for stopping by my blog.


    December 24, 2012 at 3:40 am

    • I think Scott’s photo brought out all our inner naughty cats this week. 😉

      Sarah Ann

      December 24, 2012 at 1:50 pm

  7. Dear Sarah Ann,

    Whose scream was it? Loved your cat and his story. “What time did they call this.” A cats view of our world. Well done.



    dmmacilroyDouglas macIlroy

    December 24, 2012 at 6:33 am

    • Hi Doug,
      Thanks for your comment. The scream was the claw on the table – that nails down the blackboard noise – couldn’t think of the right word then or now. Will try to be clearer next time.

      Sarah Ann

      December 24, 2012 at 1:52 pm

  8. sorry butch, but the humans had more important things to do. well, more important for them to do. well done.


    December 24, 2012 at 7:39 am

    • Thanks Rich. Hope you’ve got lots of important human things to do to keep you busy over the next few days.

      Sarah Ann

      December 24, 2012 at 2:02 pm

  9. Aww… This is the first cat this week I felt sorry for.
    nice work!


    December 26, 2012 at 7:01 am

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