The weathered old man sauntered slowly, painfully, as the kitten peered through the cracked window. He pushed open the rickety door, approaching the creature with a wry grin.
“I’m dying, Sparky; I can tell… So goes the last human!”
…
“I wonder… Could you water the roses after I’m gone, little friend?”
This piece of flash fiction was written in response to:
The Skeptic's Kaddish 🇮🇱 
You’ve given us so much with so little. Love this.
Thanks, KM!
❤
David
Unique take on the prompt, David.
🧡💝 Sara 💝🧡
Beautifully done, David.
❤ Dale ❤ ~ thank you very, very much!
My pleasure!
Dignified
Image and
Prose, set in 51 words
Amazing skillset to produce such profound feelings within a strict parameters
💛💟 Abi 💟💛
You welcome ♥
This is so poignant and touching, David. Just a beautiful experience. 🙂
🤍💟 Mike 💟🤍
Wow I love the image and words. They tie together so well!
💚💕 Alicia 💕💚
Such a tender take on the photo, David. Nicely done.
❤️💝 Lisa 💝❤️
“If I can do it without getting my paws wet,” the cat replied. Smiles.
💘🧡 Sherry 🧡💘
I found this extremely moving, well done, David.
💜💗 Keith 💗💜