short stories by Vicky

One beautiful sunny day a kitty played in the garden. It was nice ginger kitty with tiger striped small body, big curious green eyes, fluffy and frisky. The kitty ran around the bloomy bushes and garden flowers, pursuing its gorgeous tail and trying to catch it. But its paws were still small and the tail not big enough. So, the kitty just ran around, stretching its paws, curving its small body and tensing its tail without any effect. But it continued trying more and more, falling on the ground, standing up again and exercising to do its difficult task.

This time an old cat crossed the garden, seeing the kitty’s efforts to catch its tail. The cat lay on the ground between two bloomy bushes of chrysanthemum, watching the game. The kitty continued running and jumping around, not seeing anything but its tail.

But after an hour exercises