Frost wasn't going to give up so easily. She leapt onto the counter once again and walked up to her owner, who was still talking to his mouse toy, maybe trying to console it after what happened. Frost lifted her paw and unsheathed her claws, a mischievous glint in her blue eyes. Then, she smacked her paw on her owner's furless paw that was holding the mouse toy. The human screamed and dropped the toy.
Frost heard metal mouse toy then say, "Call ended."
Frost thought, I wonder what the mouse said. I think that it was speaking in the human tongue. Then Frost shrugged. It doesn't matter. I must finish it off quickly, before my human gets it!
Frost leapt off of the counter and hit the metal mouse toy, hard, repeatedly. Her paw hurt more and more with every smack. She hissed and gave up. Then, Frost remembered her first goal, as she walked past her owner. She butted her head against her owner's chin, Frost's front paws on her knees. Her owner sighed and lifted her off of her legs. Then, Frost's owner walked over to the door as the doorbell rang. When the door opened, a tall, lanky man with a bunch of roses and a red, heart-shaped box was revealed. Frost saw her owner smile and talk in her strange language. Her owner opened the heart-shaped box and lifted a small brown thing from the box. Frost watched as her owner popped the thing in her mouth. Then, Frost's human grabbed the roses and happily hugged the bunch to her chest. Her owner then set the roses down on the counter and walked out of the house. Frost watched the door slam shut behind her human. Frost leaned down and sniffed at the heart-shaped box, realizing that the small brown lumps that it contained were chocolates.
Uninteresting. Frost thought.
Then, Frost turned toward the roses. She reached up and grabbed a lovely rose with delicate crimson petals. She lifted the rose by its fragile green stem. Then, she walked into her owner's bedroom. She leapt up onto the bed and plopped the rose down on the blankets and lied down, the rose held tightly between her paws. Then, she purred. This was the best Valentines Day ever.

-KittyLover8
© 2012
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