Chapter one: The Cat that was a Dog

One night, Tabitha S. was sleeping in her owner's family room. tabitha was a thirteen-year old calico. she had a bad temper, and frankly, didn't know why she didn't eat birds or run away from dogs. the dogs didn't chase her, either. Zevon was the dog. He was playful, and liked wrestling with his owner. Cosmo, on the other hand, was pretty noisy and bit or nibbled on anything that came into his cage. you couldn't play with him, he would stick your claw up your nose and make it bleed. but all three of these animals were fond of each other, not mortal enemies. they were completely harmless (except for tabitha's constant biting and scratching).
they were all napping in the family room. it was two thirty in the morning. nothing, no one, nowhere stirred, dazed, or sleep-walked. except for a rambunctious burglar. he never gave anyone a gift, mercy, or time to talk before he cut their bleedin' heads off.
the burglar broke through the glass door. he ducked in case they had a ADT system, or any other security system. they didn't. he got his magic wand and walked over to tabitha. there she was, snuggling peacefully.
"stupid cat," the burglar said. "dogs are better. cats are so nineteen sixties. let's fix that." the burglar grabbed his magic wand. he pointed it at tabitha. suddenly, tabitha began to change.

TO BE CONTINUED...