{"id":4771,"date":"2025-08-28T12:08:31","date_gmt":"2025-08-28T16:08:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=4771"},"modified":"2025-08-28T12:08:31","modified_gmt":"2025-08-28T16:08:31","slug":"a-familiar-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/?p=4771","title":{"rendered":"A Familiar Story"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>\u00a0<\/b><em>The writing for this piece was picture-driven. Here are the pictures I chose for it:<\/em><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-4772 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Kitten-yarn-300x234.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"145\" height=\"113\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Kitten-yarn-300x234.jpeg 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Kitten-yarn-1024x800.jpeg 1024w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Kitten-yarn-768x600.jpeg 768w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Kitten-yarn.jpeg 1080w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 145px) 100vw, 145px\" \/><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-4773 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Magician-rabbit-300x130.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"226\" height=\"98\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Magician-rabbit-300x130.jpeg 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Magician-rabbit-1024x444.jpeg 1024w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Magician-rabbit-768x333.jpeg 768w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Magician-rabbit.jpeg 1080w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 226px) 100vw, 226px\" \/><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-4774 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Unicorn-on-car-300x273.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"124\" height=\"112\" srcset=\"http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Unicorn-on-car-300x273.jpeg 300w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Unicorn-on-car-1024x933.jpeg 1024w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Unicorn-on-car-768x700.jpeg 768w, http:\/\/hdhstory.net\/Storyblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/Unicorn-on-car.jpeg 1080w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 124px) 100vw, 124px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><b>A Familiar Story<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The name\u2019s Clyde. I\u2019m what you call a familiar. I was once connected with a rather fun-loving witch named Zelda; however, hard times befell her, and she was forced to give me up.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I was kept in an animal shelter until I was adopted by Martha, the wife of a bogus magician called Siegfried. She\u2019s a nice woman. She has no idea about the powers I have.\u00a0 She just enjoys me as a fun-loving little kitten. I am much older than I look. Magic allows me to control that.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Martha feeds me well, strokes me when she needs some comfort, and lets me play with multicolored yarn when she needs a good laugh. I would always oblige her whims because she loves me, and I grew to love her in return.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The thing about being an ex-witch\u2019s cat is that I live a long life and have learned a lot of things about magic. I rarely use my powers around Martha, because there is no need to.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Siegfried, on the other hand, is totally different. As I said, he is a bogus magician. He has no concept of what real magic is. All his tricks are so lame. If anyone would examine his coat and sleeves, even after he purports to have nothing in them, they would find a ridiculous amount of paraphernalia &#8211; fake flowers, handkerchiefs all tied together with knots, and any number of assorted playing cards. And then, there is his hat. His penultimate trick. Again, there is nothing in it &#8211; no magic. I can attest to that, especially when it is on his head. He holds the hat up for his audience so that they can see inside. Being a dark hat, they can\u2019t see that the length of the inside doesn&#8217;t match the length of the outside. He never lets anyone hold the hat in question. The weight discrepancy would be a dead giveaway.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I\u2019ve been talking to the two rabbits he uses lately about how they were being treated. They were very clear that they were horribly abused. Siegfried wouldn\u2019t reward them if they cooperated in his act.\u00a0 On the other hand, he would punish them if they didn\u2019t cooperate. When he holds them up to the audience, the people don\u2019t see how hard he is squeezing them to instill compliance.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Because of his wife\u2019s love for animals, Siegfried never let the rabbits come in contact with her.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I shared what I could of my food with the rabbits, but it came to a point where I\u2019d had enough of Siegfried when he started to abuse Martha. It was time to act. Siegfried wasn\u2019t the only one who could do magic tricks.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">We were all in the car, travelling to one of his gigs. Siegfried made Martha drive, so he could focus on his magic (HA!). What he focused on was berating his wife constantly during the ride. The rabbits, terrified, were in a box that was tied down on the roof of the car.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Siegfried was one of a kind, so why not use my familiar powers to make him truly one of a kind? All it took was the correct kind of purr and twitch of my ears, and all of a sudden, he was gone. In his place sat my two adorable rabbit friends. The look on Martha\u2019s face made it all worth it. She pulled over to examine her newfound friends. When Martha got out of the car, she was even more surprised at what she saw on the roof. Tied upon the roof was a very large stuffed winged pink unicorn. Definitely one of a kind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Martha never questioned what happened to Siegfried. She was glad to get rid of him. She did make a bit of money selling that unicorn to some circus clowns. She didn\u2019t miss Sigfried at all.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The rabbits and I continue to get along well, ensuring that Martha continues to prosper as she ages. Something I\u2019m very familiar with.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0The writing for this piece was picture-driven. Here are the pictures I chose for it: &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; A Familiar Story The name\u2019s Clyde. I\u2019m what you call a familiar. 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