tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-206470692011-09-01T06:02:25.372-06:00This is a tale of the Free Cats and the Bound Cats and the different roads they travel. For the Cats of the Bound, they are shown the way to the Rainbow Bridge by the humans they come to know. For the Cats of the Free, they have no knowledge of the Rainbow Bridge and so instead they follow The Darkening Road. The story is published newest chapter first. So if you are new to this site and want to catch up, you will need to read from the archive first.Magoo, Smudge, Bella & Dolcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514567299688673641noreply@blogger.comBlogger171100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20647069.post-1152240504984255852006-07-06T20:47:00.000-06:002006-07-06T20:50:15.590-06:00

Little One regretfully looked up at the hospital bed where the male Twolegs was sleeping fitfully. Little One glanced about the den and remembered all the years he had spent enjoying the quiet comfort of the desk and the bookshelves. Little One thought about his old friend Bandit or FastPaw Nightfur as he grew to know him by his Free Name in the later years. Fastpaw had been gone for five years,

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Little One sat forelornly on the hard linoleum of the kitchen. His head was lowered onto his paws and he gazed towards the sunroom at the back of the house. He could hear Eppy playing with one of the new catnip mice that the Twolegs had given the kittens that morning. His ears perked and swiveled as he caught the sound of each of the other inhabitants of the house. He looked up and saw that there

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The silence of the living room was broken by the pounding of kitten feet and the thud of a small body careening into the wall.“Little One” Bandit chastised his young student. “I think they heard you coming several houses away. You have to be quieter.”“How can I be quiet and fast at the same time?” Little One protested. “I can be real quiet but then it takes me too long.”“Yes, you can.” Bandit

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Eppy and Little One spent the morning curled up next to their mother on the bed in the extra bedroom. Although they jockeyed for position against each other from time to time, Little One and Eppy laid fairly close together. They were not very close as brother and sister, but they were still very attached to their mother. Since Alyssa left, there had been discussions about either one or both of

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Little One was disturbed by his discovery of the Shadow that had fallen across the Male Twolegs of the House. He had seen too much loss lately. His sister Alyssa had only left the house three weeks ago. Now there was the Shadow that threatened the male Twolegs of the house. He had told Momma and Eppy about his discovery. Momma had been surprised, but Little One was shocked and a little hurt by

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Little One found the Male Twolegs in the bedroom. He had been hunting for the Male Twolegs all afternoon. He had counted the number of time the doors leading outside had opened and closed, and by his count the both the male and the Female should both be inside. He had spent the morning with the Female Twolegs in the kitchen. She was busy doing something that escaped Little One. All he knew was

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Little One deeply missed his sister, Alyssa. He had not only lost a playmate but also a confidant. His other sister, Eppy, never stepped into the chasm that Alyssa had left in Little One's life. The nose prints on the front window has been cleaned away by the Female Twolegs. It seemed to Little One that if he did not think about Alyssa everyday, she would completely disappear from his world.

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Little One and Alyssa played underneath the threshold of the bathroom door. It seemed to escape both of them who was the source of the strange paw darting out from underneath the door. Little One stood up several times and looked around the edge of the doorway. He saw his sister laying there on her side as she intently watched for the strange black paw. Alyssa looked up at Little One as though

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Little One arrived in the sunroom well before the sun hit the wicker chair. He looked around the room and noticed everything. The plants were dry from a lack of watering, which was good since Eppy seemed to like playing in the dirt. She was not interested in the plants, but the dirt held an endless fascination for her. The windows bore countless nose prints from Alyssa. She was forever watching

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Bandit found Little One drinking from the container full of water the Twolegs had left in the bathroom sink. Bandit hopped onto the toilet lid and then up onto the counter next to the sink. He settled down and dipped his paw into the water. He sucked the water from the fur between his claws as he watched Little One lap water from the dish.“Have you talked to your mother?” Bandit asked.“No.”

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Momma Cat, Bandit and Uncle Magoo stretched out in the brightly cast sunbeam in the patio sunroom. Uncle Magoo grumbled as he rolled onto his back with his paws curled in front of his chest. Momma Cat laid with her head on her forepaws. Her rear paws were touching Bandit's who was laying perpendicular to her. His front shoulder was completely healed from his injury and he enjoyed warming it in

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The weather outside had lost its gloomy darkness and now the sun shown brightly through the windows of the house. The Twolegs Nofurs had even opened several of the windows to let the fresh clean breeze blow through the house. It had far too long since the kittens had been able to sit in front of an open window, and now they all clamoured for the open window in the dining room. A constantly

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Three rambunctious kittens ran into the sunroom playfully trading swipes and blows. Eppy danced over and around Little One as he tried to trip her with his right paw. Alyssa nipped at Little One's left leg as he reared up and tried to catch Eppy in mid-leap. Little One stumbled forward and plowed into the edge of the carpet. Eppy triumphantly ran onto the top of the sofa. Little One and Alyssa

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Little One looked around the corner and saw Bandit laying in the cat bed next to the fireplace. Bandit was still fighting the infection from his fight with Momma Cat. Little One felt responsible for Bandit's poor health. If it had not been for him Bandit and Momma would not have fought and Bandit would not be laying there in the cat bed. Little One summoned his courage and headed towards Bandit's

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Three inquisitive feline faces peered through the open pantry door. They had seen the female Twolegs Nofur go into the unknown room and swiftly return bearing cans and a crinklely bag. They had sat with Momma Cat just outside of the range of the large swing door. Momma Cat had told them to be on their best behaviour otherwise the crinklely bag might go back into the room. The three kittens were

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The sun illuminated every corner of the living room and shone warmly on Bandit's thick shiny black fur. He laid on his back with his paws in the air and his tail flicking back and forth. He might complain to his Bound housemates about not being able to explore the world outside the windows, but he was learning to enjoy the slow and easy pace of the house. He realized that his stomache had not

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A reverberating tattoo of frantic paws on the hardwood floors stirred Momma from her nap in the paper box under the computer desk. She cocked an ear towards the sound coming from the hallway. There was a soft thud as a little body slipped onto it's side. It was followed swiftly by a jarring crash. Momma opened her eyes. Someone had crashed into the closet door outside the den. A scant second

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