Little Mummy Cat
JAKE SAW SOMETHING in the darkness of the interstate and slammed the brakes. He took a deep breath, grabbed a flashlight, and jumped out into the rain, sweeping the light over the road. The object looked like some sort of cloth-wrapped package. He ran toward it and gasped.
Completely wrapped in bandages, the little cat mewled.
“Poor thing,” Jake said. He tucked it inside his jacket. “You look like a miniature mummy.”
Once home, he decided to change the cat’s soaked bandages. He started unwrapping. When he was finished, he stared in disbelief.
He had expected a soft, furry kitten, but in front of him sat a hairless cat, shrunken and thin. A skeleton with a sheet of leathery flesh tossed onto it and pinned into place. The eyes were clouded. The cat mewled and purred, ru
