Some Are Born Cats
by Terry & Carol Carr
“Maybe he’s an alien shape-changing spy from Arcturus,” Freddie said.
“What does that mean?” asked the girl.
Freddie shrugged. “Maybe he’s not a cat at all. He could be some kind of alien creature that came to Earth to spy on us. He could be hiding in the shape of a cat while he studies us and sends back reports to Arcturus or someplace.”
She looked at the cat, whose black body lay draped across the top of the television set, white muzzle on white paws, wide green eyes open and staring at them. The boy and the girl lay on her bed, surrounded by schoolbooks.
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