Mike’s Cuthbert Cat Stories

The Cuthbert Catwatch Society and the Stranger in Town The moon hung low over Cuthbert as the patrol gathered near the abandoned house on Pine Street, their usual meeting spot before making their rounds. Boo sat tall, her calico fur pristine, while Midnight, ever the shadow, lingered at the edges. Willow and Nosey whispered excitedly, tails flicking as they exchanged playful swats. Spot, however, sat a little apart from the others, his ears perked toward a dark shape near the porch. “I got someone you should meet,” Spot said, his voice unusually serious. The others turned as the shape moved into the dim light—a sleek black and white tuxedo cat with piercing golden eyes and long whiskers. She sat with the kind of presence that suggested she wasn’t to be messed with, though she looked distinctly unimpressed with the gathering. “This,” Spot said, “is Willie Mae. She’s my sister.” Nosey’s ears perked up. “You have a sister?” Midnight’s eyes narrowed. “I thought you were an only c...

The Cuthbert Catwatch Society - Boo Meets Midnight  Boo, a Persian tortoise cat with a coat splashed in vibrant patches of  black and orange, proudly patrolled the quaint streets of Cuthbert, Georgia. Her fluffy fur and gentle demeanor made her a beloved figure in the town, but she took her duties as guardian very seriously. One warm spring evening, as twilight painted the sky in soft pastels, Boo heard whispers among the neighborhood birds about a mysterious newcomer in town—a cat as dark as the midnight sky, who had settled near the old historic courthouse. Curious and cautious, Boo decided it was her duty to investigate. With delicate paws and sharp eyes, she swiftly crossed through Main Street and reached the courthouse square, where the lamplights were flickering to life. Beneath a blooming Azalea bush, lounging gracefully in the twilight shadows, was Midnight, a majestic black Persian cat with eyes that gleamed like polished amber. “You’re new around here,” Boo said...

The Cuthbert Catwatch Society and the Mystery at Lokey Lake Is The night was cool, the moon casting silver light over Cuthbert, Georgia. From her usual perch on the edge brick wall, Boo watched as Willow and Midnight slunk through the shadows below. Their mission tonight was unusual—there had been reports of a stray dog near Lokey Lake, and the Catwatch Society needed to investigate. “We’re wasting time,” Midnight grumbled. “Dogs aren’t our problem.” “Boo thinks it’s important,” Willow replied with a flick of her tail. “And you know she’s always right.” Boo leapt down gracefully. “If a stray dog is roaming near the lake, it could become a danger to the neighborhood. We need to know what we’re dealing with.” “Or,” Spot chimed in, trotting up beside them, “maybe he’s just lost and needs help!” Midnight rolled his eyes, but Boo had already taken off toward Lokey Lake, leaving the others to follow. A New Encounter at Lokey Lake The lake was quiet, the water reflecting the moonlig...