The Right Wrong Number

by Katie Warren

Shit. It’s bad when even the veterinarian is terrified of your cat.

And so fucking what if it’s a man? If someone can make you feel like this, it doesn’t matter. It should never matter. Feeling like this could never be wrong.

“Don’t tell me my business, devil woman!” I shout, getting up from my chair with a smile.

“Look at you, getting all those biscuits,” I say, pointing to Fishsticks. “I get murder muffins.” “Murder muffins?” he asks, his head tilting to the side.

“I…I’m in awe of us, of the way we feel together. We fit, and I've never fit with anyone the way I fit with you.”

“My heart was half-empty without you here. I’m going to let Liam fill it up again.”

I think about my old human from time to time. I miss his smell and the way he scratched behind my ears. He has been gone for many of my lives, but I will never forget him.