""Beneath the pressure of torments such as these, the feeble remnant of the good within me succumbed. Evil thoughts became my sole intimates-the darkest and most evil of thoughts.""
-Edgar Allan Poe, The Black Cat

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Dear Diary - Thursday, June 30, 2011

Suddenly, I feel the strangest urge to bite!

I had the most pawsitively pawsome week, first I spent the first part of the week doing nothing while T.K. Millin spent her time exercising in the pool with her niece from Hell.  Actually, I have to admit she is the sweetest girl, but don't tell her I said that.  Somehow though I think she may already know I like her, because for some weird reason I couldn't bring myself to sink my teeth into her finger when she pointed it at me.

Secondly, I had the greatest time clawing out my Flash Fiction Friday for this week.  This week's subject is right up my alley cat instincts, demonic objects! 

Be sure to check back tomorrow, (if you are even reading this today, meow-hee-hee) for my story,  The Locket; okay it's actually T.K. Millin's, but I helped!

Fang-fully yours,

Efi Loo
The Cat Vamp