Fiction: Artemis Cat by Jenna Hanan Moore
Photo Source: Free Range Stock For thousands of years, cats have looked up at the moon as it hung in the night sky lighting our hunting grounds. Unlike most cats, I’ve seen the moon up close. It was still dark when I awoke to the sound of my human Daddy rustling the blankets. He yawned and fumbled with a machine on his bedside table, the one that makes loud noises. I thought he might knock it off the table—something humans really should do more often—but instead, he...