Dreams of a Kitten by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Dreams of a Kitten

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Stevie Joins Glenn Miller and his Orchestra

In a suitably tiny house, there lived a spirited tabby kitten

named Stevie. With his soft, striped fur and twinkling green

eyes, Stevie was adored by everyone who met him. But Stevie had

a secret passion that set him apart from other kittens; he loved

jazz music.

Many evenings, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Stevie would

curl up on the windowsill and listen to the smooth, swinging

sounds of Glenn Miller and his Orchestra, which his bestie,

Timmy’s folks were playing on their antique turntable and sound

system. The lively brass, the rhythmic beats, and the soulful

melodies filled Stevie's heart with joy and wonder. He would

close his eyes and imagine himself right there on stage, playing

alongside the legendary musicians.

One night, as Stevie drifted off to sleep, he found himself in a

magical dream. He was no longer a small kitten but a dapper

young cat, dressed in a sharp suit and holding a gleaming

saxophone. The stage was set, and the audience was buzzing with

excitement. Stevie looked around and saw the familiar faces of

Glenn Miller and his band members, all smiling warmly at him.