A Story about Margie's Cat "Diamond"

Diamond is a cat. She has whiskers. Her whiskers are long and obviously cat-like. Diamond is a cat(as I've previously stated) but she is different from most cats. Diamond is self-aware. Diamond is a human caught in a cat's body.

"Why should I eat mice?" she thought. "They taste terrible. I don't want to live the life of a stereotypical cat. Eating mice all the time. Peh. It's barbaric." And Diamond never ate mice again. Just like that. She decided to give up killing and focus on her new non-mice murdering hobby: the collecting of mis-shapen coins.

The first coin she found was under the tire of a large red automobile. It was a deformed nickel in the shape of a question mark. "Nickel, why are you mis-shapen? Why are you a question mark?" Diamond asked the coin.
Diamond waited for an answer. And waited. And waited. Then....EUREKA! Diamond had a thought that blew her whiskers back. "The question mark shaped coin can't answer a question because it IS a question."

And with that, Diamond became very proud of herself and decided to treat her self to a nice soy-burger.

The end.

Holy Crap. I have a blog. I am "internet-izing". I am hip.

Are you falling asleep? Shame on you! You are working, what do you think--money grows on Z's?

Here! Something to do! A Night Shift blog. I will entertain you with my droning stories of wonder and unbelievable excitement! (not unbelievable in the good way, but unbelievable in that way where you're like "no way is that true, i guess i'll have to keep reading to make a complete analysis")

I will start with this: a short story involving a cat. Give me a few minutes and I will post it, because I know all of you out there are just drooling for it. But hey, when the foam starts dripping off your chin, just remember: I will be posting it in a few minutes. Repeat: I will be posting the cat story in a few minutes.