“I like my clothes, woman. Stop pestering me about getting new ones,” said Abner.
“Don’t blame me if the Yule Cat should find you,” replied his wife.
“Yule Cat, next you’ll be telling me Father Christmas is bringing me a new plow,” muttered the man. He walked out to have a pint.
Reaching the village square, Abner met an enormous black cat.
“Didn’t listen to the wife, did you?” said the cat.
All the villagers found the next morning was Abner’s left shoe and a set of gigantic paw prints.
“Serves him right,” said his wife, who was happy to be rid of the tiresome old fussbudget.
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