in memory

I didn’t know what fading kitten syndrome was until this morning. My mother had been up with Creeggan, petting him and coaxing him to eat or drink. He rallied. He fought. We pleaded. But in the end, he slipped away into eternal sleep. He would sit on my feet. He would come when I called […]

The Rabbits Are Coming

Thump, thump, thump. The Rabbit was back. Agnes felt a jolt of excitement. She jumped to her feet, and the baby table stood up with her. She looked about the house, taking in the clean, calm ambiance. “Come on, tables,” she called softly. “We have a visitor.” She heard creaking and soft tablesteps, and knew […]