Many thanks to Rochelle for Friday Fictioneers and to Dale for this very cute photo.
The Verdict Is In
It was time to choose, Kelly decided. Sean or Bo?
They each had their good points: sense-of-humor, generosity, kindness.
And their bad points: secretive, frequently aloof (What was that about? A European thing?), emotionally stingy.
Just when she thought she might resort to eenie-meeney-miney-moe, after dinner Bo shoved Tiki cat with his shoe. Tiki gave an outraged “meow,” jumped onto the bookshelf, and peered out from behind Stephen King hardbacks, the black tip of her tail twitched in the gap below the shelf.
Kelly pursed her lips. Well, verdict in.
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Sascha Darlington
That’s as good a way to make a decision as any other. The real question is why she didn’t see that about Bo until he kicked the cat
Oh, I think he was so sure she’d choose him and nothing else would matter. 🙂 Thank you so much, Neil!
Easy-peasy decision. No one wants someone who has no love for animals!
I think so. The cat or the man? The cat of course. Thanks so much, Dale.
It is easy to NOT choose the man who would kick a cat!
No excuse for that Bo, out he goes!
You near-rhymed! Agreed! Thanks so much, Iain! 🙂
Job done then! If you can’t pass the cat test, there is no future in it whatsoever.
Agreed! I have found that cats and dogs are excellent judges of humans. Thanks, Sandra! 🙂
NIcely done!
Thanks so much, Clare! 🙂
Lucky Sean! He needs to thank the cat…
Doesn’t he though?! Many thanks, Trent. 🙂
Nice play on King too, ends badly for Bo 🙂
Away with Bo and everyone is happy. Good thing she found out in time.
I agree! Thanks so much for reading.
poor chap, one wrong move on his part and the cat was out of the bag. he must be a dog lover 🙂
Thanks, Plaridel. Maybe you’re right. 🙂
No-one gets a second chance who is unkind to an animal!
Not even much of a choice there! I hope Sean is better though. The obviously right choice here is Tiki! Fun story.
I like the lightness of your story. Even this dog lover would not choose a cat kicker. 😀
Bye bye Bo, off you go! (that’s the way to do it Iain!)
lol Another rhyme! 🙂 We are just so many poets. Thanks for reading, Keith! 🙂
No decision required. Well done.
Thanks so much, Bill! 🙂
Grrrrrr. God was merciful to let her see that but poor Tiki. Bo bo bo out de do do do….
Love me, love my cat. Simples. Hope Sean’s a gentler person.
Dear Sascha,
Bo would’ve lost me, too. Easy decision. Good story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I like how she weighs up their good and bad points. Ultimately the cat test is much more reliable than’ eeny meeny ‘.
I would agree that treatment of the cat is a better way to choose a romantic partner than eenie-meeney-miney-moe. Though I think that’s how my grandparents got together.
Was your grandfather named Moe? hehe Thanks for reading! 🙂
No. His name was Meeney. My grandmother was Eenie. It was a match made in poetic piffle.
presumably with no tiffle?
Of course not, but there were some sniffles.
from choosing a skiffle song?
That and playing Wiffle Ball.
Bye-bye, Bo 🙂
🙂 Yes, indeed! Thanks, Linda!