(miniflash story)

Our cat’s name is Pirate. He’s well-behaved and disciplined − he’s never scratched the furniture or chewed on shoes. But one day a strange situation happened. The sour cream mysteriously disappeared from the table. Of course, no one thought about the cat. He is well-mannered. Then suddenly he came out to us with a mustache white from sour cream and meowed guiltily.

“Well, at least I confessed,” he said.