Effing Feline Misses Mummy

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Fart-Fueled Flying Feline, Effing for short, writes the Eight Sentence Sunday posts on Mr. V’s behalf

I, Effing Feline, miss my mummy. I bet you think cats don’t care about our mummies, but that’s just vicious anti-feline prejudice.

I think about Mum’s loving tongue cleaning my ears. The comforting feel of her mouth as she picked me up by the scruff of her neck. The bat of her elegant paw as she warned me not to provoke the Doberman by scratching its rear end as it ate.

And now she’s disappeared from her mouser job at the violin factory. Mummy!

mothers day

Last week I introduced the hero of Mr. V’s Alien Contact for Kid Sisters. Here’s the heroine, Marianne Harmon, who has celebrated a bit too much at the Royal Ball with Prince Charming, who isn’t her Mr. Right. But be forewarned, Marianne’s not a mother.

“I don’t know the rules on your world, buddy, but on my planet gentlemen don’t take advantage of ineeb…ineep…drunken ladies.” Marianne wagged a finger at him.

“Vast difference, m’dear, between tipsy and drunk.” Prince Reese held up three fingers. “How many do you see?”


Without a trace of a smile, Reese looked at her. He always waited patiently when she tried to joke — it was his most annoying trait.

“Okay, three,” she grumbled. Sure, she was a lousy comedienne, but did he have to stare?

Kid Sisters is available for pre-order on Amazon. Be sure to check out the other posts for today’s Eight Sentence Sunday. And call your mum while you still can, eh?

And one more thing: the first book in this series, Alien Contact for Idiots, is available for free on Amazon Sunday and Monday.



  1. You are right, Mr V. Anyone who doesn’t get your jokes (or at least pretend to), is not Mr Right material. And the staring!

    1. Gee, I wonder if by some chance she’ll find a man who’s the total opposite of Prince Reese?

  2. I like her already, Ed.
    Honestly, though, I’m feeling sad for Effing Feline, and I admire his creativity in Mother’s Day Cards!

    1. Effing’s Mother’s Day card reminds me of the delivery Judi got this morning from our two sons who live in Toronto: an Edible Centerpiece with fruits and sweets. (Considering where it came from, I guess it should be spelled Centrepiece.)

  3. He’s annoying in the wrong way for her.

    1. Happy Mother’s Day, Aurora. Hope you get plenty of fish!

  4. There’s a charm to this snippet that I admire. Definitely not Mr. Right, however.

    1. I guess she’ll just have to keep looking, then!

  5. Prince Charming isn’t… well, so very charming. Patient is all well and good, but not patronizing.

    Hugs and scritches to Effing Feline.

    1. Effing sends purrs right back at you–and may you get something other than fish for Mother’s Day.

      1. Well, I _do_ kind of like fish….

      2. Three of our four children have moved back to the “Old Country”, and for Mother’s Day, the two who are in Toronto sent my wife an edible arrangement, complete with chocolate covered strawberries. If you’re lucky, Eden, perhaps you’ll get some chocolate covered sardines.

  6. Seems like the prince knows her pretty well. I enjoyed the dialog, felt realistic to me and I can’t wait to see what they say to each other next!

    1. True–he knows her well enough that he’s a about to propose. Think she should accept?

  7. Karen Michelle Nutt · · Reply

    I enjoyed the banter. I’m interested in knowing how this will all play out. 🙂

    1. Thanks for stopping by, Karen!

  8. He seems pretty sweet, for a prince, but perhaps a bit on the dull side. I’m sure you’ll remedy that soon!

  9. Thanks for stopping by, Christina!

  10. LOL, I like their scene here. Funny

    1. Thanks very much, Michelle!

  11. Funny scene. I like how you show how well they know each other and the tension in there.

    1. Thanks for stopping by, Aheila!

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