It took three days, 64 Tweets and 1,305 words (not counting hashtags) to tell the story of Molly’s adventure. Since it wound up going on much longer than I had originally thought it would, I’m posting the story here for you non-Twitter users in two parts. Part 2 will run on Wednesday, and that is going to be a very special post! For my fiction, I usually dig up a stock photo or a Creative Commons use photo from Flickr. The two kitties representing Molly and Red Boy are from Flickr, and I’ll have something to say about “Red Boy” that you may want to know! Anyhow, here is Part 1 of my #TwitterFiction story, spaced out as the Tweets were:
Molly to the Rescue
Photo by Everett on Flickr
Molly’s whiskers twitched as she watched the birds dance in the tree outside her living room window.
The blue jays and little brown sparrows were enjoying the early spring’s sun rays as much as Molly was.
The birds sang so invitingly that Molly felt like she could reach out and touch them. So she tried.
To Molly’s surprise, the screen that separated her from the outside pushed open — and she fell!
Molly tumbled paws over tail and landed in the dirt a few feet from the tree. She could hear the birds laughing.
She shook off the dirt and glared at the birds hopping on the branches and flapping their wings at her.
With fire in her eye, Molly charged up the tree. It felt good to watch those smug little birds panic and fly off.
But now that Molly was sitting on a branch not far from the window, the problem was how to get back in?
The screen had not come off when Molly fell, but instead banged back into place. Molly was stuck outside.
She climbed down the tree and sat next to the house siding, wondering what to do. Her person wasn’t home.
Her person was gone most days, at something called “the job,” and she would not be home for hours.
Although she knew it would be no help, Molly trotted to the front door, meowing. Of course, there was no answer.
Not knowing what else to do, Molly wandered down the brick walkway and down the sidewalk, looking for help.
A couple of blocks away, Molly saw two men talking on the other side of a rusty, bent-up chain link fence.
Thinking that maybe the men would help her, Molly climbed through a big hole in the fence and meowed at them.
The taller man looked down on Molly with disgust, and to her surprise he shoved her away with his foot.
“Get out of here, you mangy thing!” the man yelled at her. Shocked by the man’s anger, Molly ran off.
She dashed back through the fence and crouched under a scraggly bush. She did not realize she was being watched.
A voice behind her meowed, “Stay away from those men. They are up to no good.” Molly turned to see a ginger cat.
Molly blinked at her new friend — because indeed he was friendly. “Who are you?” she asked, “and who are they?”
“I don’t have a real name,” said the ginger cat, “but the woman who feeds us at night calls me Red Boy.”
Photo by Rocky Mountain Feline Rescue on Flickr
“What do you mean, us?” asked Molly. “We’re a large group of cats,” said Red Boy. “Community cats, we’re called.”
“A nice lady comes around and feeds us,” Red Boy continued. “The owner of this property told her it was okay.”
Red Boy pointed his nose toward the two men who yelled at Molly. “They work for the owner. And they hate cats.”
“They want to get rid of us, but this is our home,” Red Boy warned. “If you want to live over here, be careful.”
“Oh, but I already have a home,” said Molly. “Except, well, I got out and I’ve gotten kind of lost.”
Red Boy licked Molly on the head. “I hope you find your home. But if you are hungry, you can eat with us.”
“When’s dinner?” asked Molly. “Just after dusk,” Red Boy said. “I’ll make sure the other cats leave you alone.”
Exhausted by the day’s events, Molly curled up under the bush and napped. By the time she woke up, it was dusk.
She stood up, stretched high on her toes and wandered back through the chain link fence, hoping she wasn’t late.
What Molly saw on the other side of the fence made her stop in her paw tracks.
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This is a great story. I can’t wait to find out what happens. You are a good writer Sparkle
what a clever challenging way to write a story; just great
Really good story. Can’t wait to find out what happens next.
Sparkle, is yous sure mes has to wait until tomorrow? Me wants to know what is happening to Molly and Red Boy!!!
Kisses
Nellie
OMC! I’m on the edge of my mauve thing. How can I wait until tomorrow. Red Boy is kinda cute. Wonder if he’s a Tom or an Alley.
OOoh, we can barely purr, we are in such suspense! Don’t leave Molly out there away from home!
Oh my what happens next??????
Our mom is a hopeless wannabe writer and she loves this story.
Emma and Buster
I can’t wait!
I love this story so far! Can’t wait to find out more tomorrow. My human is on twitter but she’s not the best with keeping it up. Meow and Namaste! Pippy the Feline Yogini
I hope Molly finds her way back home again.
Your Human is a great writer, Sparkle. We will be anxious to find out what happens and can’t wait to read part 2.
We followed your story on Twitter, but we missed some tweets and misunderstood some parts 😉 Now it’s ok ! We hope a happy end ! Purrs
This story is pawsome..I hopes them kittehs will be ok..
I read it on Twitter – and I know a story needs some drama but I am not fond of drama – Happy Ending anyway…
very good Story can’t wait for the next part,xx Speedy
Oh dear. Poor Molly!
Wow, we can’t wait to read the rest of the story. We sure hope Molly takes Red Boy home to live with her. There is a cat who lives a couple of blocks from us. The humans don’t know his real name (he is not a stray or feral) and call him Kitty Red. He looks very much like red boy. We’ll be on the edge of our paws until tomorrow. XO, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo
Oh poor Molly. I hope it will be a happy ending! We have baby gate on the windows.
I love your writing. It’s exciting and can’t wait to read part 2!
That is an amazing twitter exercise and very well done!
LOVE every word…and I will be here tomorrow.
We can hardly wait for tomorrow’s episode.
Luv Hannah and Lucy xx xx
Mom is very thankful I have never been interested in the out of doors. Ages ago I was kind of sniffing the air as mom came in but the a loud motorcycle passed by our house. I scurried away from the door and no more interest.
Hugs
Madi your bfff
How exciting! We’ll be back for part 2 as well.
Sparkle, your Mom is doing really well with this fiction writing. That is so well done. We can’t wait for Part 2 either and like that it is about community cats. Take care.
😯 Suspense what happens next ???
Oooh, this is a good story! Sure hope Molly will be okay. Maybe Red Boy can go live with Molly! That would be the very happy ending we are hoping for.
We can’t wait to read what happens next. We’re purring that Molly finds her way back to her house.
Great read! We’ll be back!
It’s nice to have pictures to go with the story.
We enjoyed it on Twitter and it is good reading again 🙂
Happy St Patrick’s Day !
Purrs Georgia and Julie,
Treasure,JJ
and Angels Tiger and Tillie
Oh no…..that’s one of Mom’s biggest fears…that we’ll get out and she won’t know it.
We’ll come back tomorrow for part 2.
The Florida Furkids