An old man, an old woman and a cat named Dave
Dave was cat. Dave was like many cats you have come across in your life. Grey and black with drips of white surrounding his chin. He lived with an old man and an old woman. Dave was quite used to the routine. The two old people would rise each day and take the same steps they always took. The first ones would see them creaking ever so loudly out of bed, their knees still locked in sleep's embrace. Their backs groaned from having years of labor having been toiled upon them. The walk to the bathroom was routine. The smell of coffee would soon follow. Dave knew this all like clockwork. Once, there was a dog who had shared this life with Dave. But something had been missing the past few weeks. The dog was not around. The dog was no longer there to share the food. At first, Dave didn't mind the quiet. He had never been a fan of the dog, but had simply tolerated him. But still he wondered where he had gone. Dave remembered sometimes about the day the dog had left. The old man had called for the hound to join him in a trip to town in the old truck. There had been tears in the old woman's eyes as the old man and the dog went out the door. The old man returned hours later and smelled heavily of the drink. The dog was nowhere to be seen. It seemed so long ago. On this particular day however, the old woman was paying very close attention to Dave. She had usually ignored him and this was odd. Then it happened. The old man said he was going to give the cat what he had coming to him. "They're going to kill me!" thought Dave. This was not good. The old woman was calling for him now. Dave ran into the bedroom and hid behind a chair. It all made sense to him now. They had killed the dog and now it was his turn. The old woman spotted him and reached by the chair to grab Dave. He defended himself and scratched the woman deep in her face. She rose to her feet with a scream and stumbled from the blood blinding her eyes. She fell head first into the fireplace. Her seventy plus years of fat ignited quickly and she was soon dead. The old man, hearing the commotion, raced into the room. He looked in horror at the sight of his wife being cremated in the very place where they had warmed their feet. He turned toward Dave, not realizing it was he who had caused this. Dave lunged and caught the old man off guard. He bit hard into the old man's jugular vein and he too, was soon very dead. The cat collected his thoughts and went downstairs. He was shaking to think that his owners would try to have him put down. Dave entered the dark room. Suddenly, the lights came on and there he was! Yelling out a big "Surprise!" was the dog himself. He wasn't dead at all! Why, the old man and the old woman were not trying to kill him after all! They were planning a surprise party for his birthday. And now, because of a misunderstanding, they were both dead. Then Dave opened his presents and the dog sliced the cake. It turned out to be a pretty good day after all.
