Cat Marble

I have a fanged cat with the lightest aquamarine blue eyes I told my guest, who acted suspicious and declared some surprise. She’ll be along shortly, I told her, don’t worry. She’ll find you. But Marble my cat was nowhere to be found with her eyes of blue What do you mean by fanged cat? My dinner guest soon did qualify. Frankly, my exaggeration description was a borderline lie. She sounds horrible! If she shows up, should I be afraid? No, I said casually, giving her another glass of cool pink lemonade. Do you mean prominent incisors? My guest asked, looking around. Cat Marble was not high up, and yet not anywhere on the ground. Her fangs are prominent, It’s not like they are something you’d miss. It was at that moment we heard a growl and a threatening hiss. My guest sat upright and said “Is this cat dangerous, do you think?” I saw that her face had turned a most horrifying glowing hot pink. I came around and saw Mable had latched her fangs onto her knee She’s just a baby, I told her. How frightening could one kitty be? Those eyes are demonic, she is a cat from the bowels of hell. Said this neighbor, who will never be invited back. Let’s call her Nell. Or even call her Lee Merriweather, and out her completely I think. She makes me so mad, my own face is now pink.