The tenant of the clock
©J Hardy Carroll
It was a present from the global travels of a great uncle. It was a gift passed down each generation. It was one that carried the history of its owners with it.
It was finely crafted and had an essence of another era. It stood out in every home it was placed. But that was its point after all: to remind you that you should stand out of the crowd.
One night in its new location, a faint scratching woke everyone up. It wasn’t the clock ticking.
It was something hiding inside the clock-tower: a tiny kitten seeking a home.
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Any story with a kitten gets a thumbs up from me. Nicely done.
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Oh!! Thank you so much!
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A kitten in the clock, how lovely. As a cat-lover I am attracted to the idea of every clock having its own kitten inside, ready to be discovered. Sweet story.
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Thank you very much! I’m glad you share the same view! 🙂
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Very sweet!
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Thank you!
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I was expecting mice, nice surprise!
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Kittens are sweeter, don’t you think? 😉
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Hope they adopted the kitty
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I’m sure they did!
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Ah, sweet story! I also liked the line about reminding you to stand out from the crowd. 🙂
Susan A Eames at
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Thank you very much! Glad you enjoyed!
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