With apologies to Tom Godwin.
Camestros was not alone.
There was nothing to indicate the fact but the small alert tab in the corner of his customised Tiffany iPad. The drawing room was empty but for himself; there was no sound other than the murmur of the drives — but the alert tab was flashing. It had been showing nothing but a reminder of the upcoming village fete when the little drawing room had been launched from the surface of the planet; now, an hour later, it was modestly attempting to get his attention. There was something in the broom closet across the room, it was saying, some kind of a body that radiated heat.
It could be but one kind of a body — a living, talking, cat body.
New Zealanders may have been less than impressed with the wall of tim-tams. I have sourced this delight to placate them.
I have tried L&P as a fizzy drink. I’m not sure what effect it has on chocolate.
I’m also informed of this chimeric fantasy monster that is apparently endemic to Australia.
Hugo Best Related work 2016? Clearly a work of speculative fiction.