Sunday, March 8, 2015
An Ode to Breakfast, by Jackson Cat
Soaking hot on his black fur, the sun sizzled in the window, warming him into gelatinous relaxation. In the kitchen, the combustion of bacon hitting the hot pan signaled Jackson's favorite time of day: breakfast. With a piercing meow that would frighten zombies, he leapt off the day bed and galloped off to acquire the delicious treats that awaited.