Six Sentence Story: Whisperer

I got an earful when I hired a therapist – a “cat whisperer” as he advertised himself – for my crazy cat. He picked up Nutty, the name I gave her, and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. At first Nutty looked at him with her usual suspicion thinking he might be one of my friends, but after a while Nutty began cuddling and snuggling up to him.

After the session the therapist signaled me aside out of Nutty’s hearing to whisper in my ear that he agreed with her about me. Agreed about what? was all I could say.

That’s when I got an earful.

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Denise offers the prompt word “signal” for this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

Moral of the story (in case you need the earful version): Don’t call your crazy cat Nutty (or even say she’s “crazy”); her name’s Madeleine.

PARAPHRASE OF FIRST STANZA – If I’d ever write the story of my life, I’d write about my friend, Madeleine. When she left one morning I saw her laugh and cry at the same time. What she told me I’ll never forget: “How God has blessed your home!”
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Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

17 thoughts on “Six Sentence Story: Whisperer”

    1. I don’t know what the cat said, but cuddling may have been all the communication necessary. The guy in the tale should have known not to call his cat either “crazy” or “Nutty”. He could have saved therapist fees. Blessings, Reelika!

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  9. Another great story, Frank! I would never give any creature a negative name. My legal name is Leslie, family called me Les–and I felt “less than” all my life.

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