Welcome back for more McSniff this Lovely Thursday. We are following William and Richard home from dinner at the Kings palace that unfortunately was cut short by Lady Chambelle. Enjoy another part In the Fishy Lighthouse Adventure.
This week a kitty picture.
The Fishy Lighthouse! 15
Richard is trembling with fear and is picking the tip of his tail. William looks concerned and takes another quick peek outside. Two more cloaked individuals cross the path one holding what looks like a weapon. “Are you okay, Richard?” he asks with a silenced voice.
-“yeah sure I am. I mean not that I got kidnapped when in a carriage or anything. You know, I am fine just well concerned about Cynthia”
“It is okay Richard, it seems they are gone and no need to explain” The wheels started turning again and William was thrown back in to his seat. His mind has gotten occupied by the sound he heard. With his paws crossed across the chest he sinks into a deep thought. ’I know I heard a bark and the silhouette was not that of a cat, but I cannot be sure. The tail was too spikey as well. Maybe I can talk about this tomorrow with McSniff, maybe he will know. And then there were these three individuals wearing dark cloaks with hoods, hiding their faces. What does that all mean’
-“William? Will! We are here” Richard is waking up William who fell asleep thinking of what happened there on that path. “You can get off now; Cooky is pouring us a night cap”
“Oh wow I must have fallen asleep” William slaps his paws in his face. “But of course a drink, very well” With arms stretched to the sky his eyes look up and see the red skies turning a darker blue. Like a sportsman he rotates his hips, loosening up his joints from the long ride, in which he slept a little awkward. “Thank you for the ride guys” He shouts as the carriage is pulling away from the house.
Richard puts an arm around William and walks him towards the open door “hey William where were you with your thought?”
With a smile he answers “It was nothing just something I may have heard” and his hands wave it away into the air. “By the way is Lady Chambelle not home yet, and doesn’t Kitty always do the late evening drinks?”
-“Well she might have a good reason not to I guess, never really thought of that. Now that you mention it ever since that time you went away again she has been away with Cynthia quite a bit. Probably nothing, come.”
Both men walk inside the library where two glasses filled with amber liquor are awaiting them in shiny glasses with a diamond cut base. Like buckets hanging on silver handle from a beautifully crafted tail of a cats statue.
Richard reaches over and grabs a glass of the tail, letting the handle fall over his extended thumb nail. The glass is standing in the middle of his palm on those cushions. “Have a go at it Will” Richard turns around and sits on one of the seats near the fire place. With a careful approach William holds his hand underneath the glass and raises till the handle falls away from him and the glass is resting completely on his paw. With a smile he noticed the base being hollow and holding a shape to fit the centre cushion. Thought not getting the hang of it just yet he holds the glass on its own.
Richard is laughing and holds high his glass, “Cheers Will, lots to learn my friend.”
Both are smiling and enjoying their drinks when a door is opened in the hall.
To be continued…
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