Effing Feline wants salmon pate a la flamboise – #8Sunday

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I, Effing Feline, sat on Mrs Valentine’s lap today while she watched a cooking show. It made me wonder — why aren’t there any cooking shows for cats?

I don’t mean shows telling cats how to cook. That’d be silly; no opposable thumbs, remember? No, I mean shows about delicacies FOR cats. Yum!

(Today Ed has a proud announcement regarding Alien Contact for Runaway Moms. More information after the snippet.)

Tal Pelletier has escorted Audra Verhailey and her baby to the abandoned underground city where he had lived  before his people hopped Kwadra Island to this Earth. Ever since they met, they’ve nursed their own expectations about each other, and here their misunderstanding boils to the surface. Audra speaks first.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Give me my backpack.”

He tilted his head to one side, confused. “No.”

“What do you mean, no?”

“What do you mean? I thought you understood. We need each other.”

“I don’t need any man, and as for you needing me, I’m nobody’s sex toy.”

It was then that he realized she understood absolutely nothing.

Effing Feline here again. The delicacy I’d most like to eat is flaming salmon patty. In cookies cookese, that translates to salmon pate a la flamboise, or something like that. I’m neither Quebecois nor French, so pardon ma’s Fronsay.

While I salivate, check out the other writers in Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday.

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