"Oh you poor baby," Helen cooed to her distressed pet, "I know, I know, baby."
Helen had always treated her pets like little children in fur coats, and they always seemed to respond to the soft, gentle nature of her voice when she was trying to calm them.
"You'll be OK, Creampuff, mommy will take care of you."
Creampuff gave one last, mighty cough, and spit out a gross, slimy hairball. Looking very pleased with herself now, Creampuff walked back to Helen, as if to let her know that everything was fine once again.
"See, baby, I told you everything would be OK. Now, would you like a tuna treat to feel better?"
In whatever voice Helen used, Creampuff knew that tuna treats were exactly what she wanted after her ordeal.
by Stewart Lindsay, Buffalo, NY"Creampuff," Helen cried out, "are you hurt?"
Creampuff was now lying on her side; she had blood splattered on her paws and white, shinny fur. But that big old alley cat just looked at Helen, and...smiled!
by Joseph L. Rose, Fairfield, CA"Best to just wait it out and hope that it comes up soon," Helen muttered as she watched helplessly.
by Mary, Fredericksburg, TX