Tanner and Hexe

Emily D.P. Heineman

One bright sunny Los Angeles morning, Tanner awoke to find himself in bed with his cat, Hexe.
“Hexe, what a special day today is! Today is claw trimming day!” Hexe looked at Tanner with sudden, near audible shock. Her ears fell to the sides of her head and her tiny black nostrils flared with fear. Her bright green eyes flashed with a light known as the “kitty kat krazies.”
She would not be getting her nails trimmed today. She bolted from the bedroom with the speed and veracity of an African caracal. Tanner would have to catch her if he was going to be able to trim those claws.
Try to pounce on Hexe
Put a treat inside her carrier