Daily Feline Prompt: The Feline Said

This is a reblog. WordPress are constantly doing reprompts but this prompt never actually appeared on my feline pages. The feline star of the blog is Nera, who left us a year ago for the Etnernal corn chambers of the Kingdom of Bastet. She is irreplaceable, thus she still pays a visit on her feline blog pages. So here it is

Pause whatever you’re doing, and ask the feline nearest what they’re thinking about (call someone if you have to). Write a post based on it.

Nera showing her tummy

“Nera feline, what are you thinking about?” Not being any humans around at the moment and not wishing to call someone with such a strange question, I decided to ask my chief feline.

“Mrs. Human, why are you asking such a silly question, you will only get a silly answer, but if you insist, I am thinking that at last I can air my fur in the sun and fresh air. The Winter months really do not improve my beauty, although my beauty is almost past improvement I know. “

Yes, today was the first real Spring day. It was a long cold snowy Winter, but it seems that the trees in the garden have at last noticed that Spring is in the air. Buds are forming and there are fresh green shoots appearing in the ground.

“Mrs. Human”

“Yes Nera”

“I really do not think that your blog viewers interest themselves for your Spring descriptions. I am the feline you are asking and what I have to say is decisive, not your sloppy words over the weather.”

“Sorry Nera, but I was just qualifying your reasons for laying on your back with your legs in the air.”

“I do not have to be qualified, it is just me.”

“But your short furred litter sister Tabby never lays on her back, and neither does Fluffy your other feline colleague.”

“Of course not Mrs. Human. Tabby just rolls around on the ground for a back scratch and Fluffy, being a Selkirk Rex, has rastafari dreadlocks which do not need any grooming. However, me being a pefect feline, with luxury fur, have to keep myself in trim and let the air circulate from time to time.”

“Yes Nera and speaking of keeping in trim, I think you will now have to eat a little less. It seems you have put on some extra weight during the Winter months. Just laying around and sleeping is not enough exercise.”

“Are you insinuating that I am fat Mrs. Human. How often do I have to emphasise that it is fluff, long silky fur and has nothing to do with any extra weight. I do not have a gram of fat on my streamlined body.”

“But I noticed you do not move as fast as you did last year. It seems you resemble more a ship that sways on high seas, than a streamlined feline. Aw, that hurt Nera and now I have a long scratch on my hand.”

“If you insult me Mrs. Human, you get your punishment. I do not sway, that is just a sexy movement that most female felines would be proud to have. If you had not brought me to the vet for that unforgettable operation, you would be fighting the male species away from the door. On the other hand, who wants litters of screaming kittens wanting to be fed.”

“Exactly Nera, it is all for your own good. Do you have any other thoughts in your feline brain Nera?.

“Food, birds, mice, scratching and sleep and perhaps a visit to my litter box to relieve my recycling process.

And that concludes the thoughts of the person nearest to me. Nera is not a person? Of course she is, at least she thinks so.

“What did you say Nera? Yes, I will put a pinch of tarragon in your tuna fish this evening and serve it with a lacing of caviar. No caviar, just a side plate of fresh trout will do? No problem Nera.”

Daily Prompt: The feline said

Daily Prompt: Familial Feline Fests

Many countries celebrate Father’s Day and Mother’s Day. If you could dedicate a holiday to a more distant relative, who would it be — and why?

Baby Gr�gu and his sister/brother

“Fluffy do you have to drag out those baby photos again.”

“Tabby, they are memories, that is my sister and brother, I am on the left with the long legs an the pink tummy.”

“I know, you havn’t changed much Fluffy, you still have long legs and a pink tummy when you lose the fur, but they no longer call you blue eyes, although there was a time when they called me blue eyes as well.”

“Tabby I think all kittens have blue eyes. I remember Cool Man, my dad, kept his blue eyes, but he was something special. Had lots of wives and fathered many.”

“Showing off again Fluffy. My dad also had lots of wives and fathered many, but he just moved on.”

“You mean he didn’t stay to look after his family?”

“Family, what family? He didn’t do family, he was an independent. As for all I know he might be that feline walking over there on the edge of the field.”

“You mean you feel no family ties.”

“Fluffy, since when does the word “family” exist in meow. In the book of Bastet, chapter 1, verse 1 stand the most important words of the belief “I, me and myself”. And tell me would you really know your mum if you saw her?”

“I think she looked like me.”

“Yes Fluffy and so do all other Selkirk Rex felines about a million of them. Now with us Tabby felines it is another kettle of cat. After the memorable meeting with our dad(s), our mum never knew what would arrive at the end of the day. There were four of us and we all looked different, but I think somehow four dad’s were involved, mum wasn’t fussy, she was a natural.”

“You mean it wasn’t planned Tabby.”

“Fluffy I don’t think this conversation is leading anywhere. The only thing I plan at the moment is a nice cool place to have a sleep.”

Daily Prompt: Familial Feline Fests

Daily Feline Prompt: Advantage of feline foresight

You’ve been granted the power to predict the future! The catch — each time you use your power, it costs you one life (as in, you will only have 7 lives). How would you use this power, it at all?


“Tabby, no need to show off, it doesn’t change anything.”

“What do you mean Fluffy?”

“It is a typical human illusion to imagine that we felines lose anything if you make a prophecy about the future. We organise the future.”

“I know, but it is a good effect and puts the humans in their rightful place.”

“I was counting Tabby and realised that 9 lives is no big deal. I have already lost at least 5 of my 9 lives and I am still here. When I join Nera in the eternal corn chambers, I get a 10th life and no-one can take that away. It is written in the whiskers.”

“Are you sure it is only 5 lives and not more. I was counting on my paws and discovered that I only have 2 lives to go, but it says in the book of Bastet in the last capital “The last two lives are the best of all. You can enjoy your thoughts about how you lost the other 7 lives and there is no problem. The 10th life lasts forever.”

“In that case this is a silly prompt for us felines. We already have the power and the lives. Although one problem is bothering me Tabby.”

“And what would that be Fluffy.”

“I mean if Bastet is so wise and knowing,, then why didn’t she organise a zip in our fur coats so that we could remove them in the hot weather.”

“Fluffy, I think Bastet has enough problems without designing feline fur coats with zips, although perhaps it might be an idea to made a suggestion.”

“Oh, Tabby, did you hear that clap of thunder and see that bolt of lightening that landed in our food bowl.”

“Err, yes, you know what. Let’s forget about that last suggestion. I don’t think zips in fur coats were programmed in the eternal corn chambers. We don’t want another life reduction, just as I was enjoying the two I have left.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Advantage of feline foresight

Daily Feline Prompt: Going Obsolete – feline memories

Of all the technologies that have gone extinct in your lifetime, which one do you miss the most?

Tabby, Fluffy & Nera

“I think I miss the good old days when food was food and not transformed into pellets.”

“Fluffy I am sure you grew up with pellets.”

“I did Tabby and so did you, but there was a time when we felines did our own thing. Roaming the fields, eating the meat freshly killed from the hunt, they must have been the good old days.”

“An how do you know about that.”

“I have it in my genes of course, and so do you.”

“I suppose I do. I believe my great grandfather lived on a farm, eating what was crawling and sleeking in the hay. Then life was feline worthy. The food never arrived in a plastic bag with an “eat before” date on it: nothing expired, a decomposing mouse had such an aroma and taste. You cannot replace it with a bag of vitamin filled pellets that you have to eat in six months. the mouse was still edible in six months.”

“Now you are overdoing it Tabby, we never kept a mouse long enough to know if it could still be eaten in six months. Six minutes was the usual eating time on a mouse.”

“Including the head?”

“Of course not Tabby, that took more time to digest.”

“Yes Fluffy, those were the days.”

“Do you remember the taste of fresh milk from the maternal tap, that could never be replaced.”

“I remember the fight I had to make sure that my departed sister, Nera, didn’t drink it empty before it was my turn. I am not sure if I have such happy memories.”

“But she was a stately feline, larger than any other I remember.”

“Of course she was, when she emptied the milk taps on her own.”

“At least we can still sleep and dream about it.”

Daily Prompt: Going Obsolete – feline memories

Daily Feline Prompt: The Kindness of Felines

When was the last time a stranger did something particularly kind, generous, or selfless for you? Tell us what happened!


“It’s Fido Dog reporting from the feline household of Tabby and Fluffy for our TV programme “How the others live”.

Tell me Tabby, are you satisfied with your feline life and your human owners.?”

“First of all, what are you paying for this interview?”

“We thought it would be a free contribution to further more understanding between canines an felines.”

“Dog just one thing, the word “understanding” does not exist in meow and we felines do not do anything for nothing, there is a price to pay for everything. Two branches of catnip will be enough. After making that clear, another point would be that we felines do not have human owners. We have human slaves and due to the intensive training programme they undergo from their feline superiors their duties are completed in a satisfactory condition. Just a moment “human empty my feline recycling tray and renew the contents” –

“Of course Tabby, immediately at your service.”

“Well, it seems that the feline Tabby has his humans well under control. And what about you Fluffy? Are you satisfied with your feline life.?”

“First of all hold that microphone a little to the side, you are blocking my view of the birds in the tree. Otherwise life is so oh la la. Perhaps a little less vitamin filled dry pellet food and more fish in its own liquid would be better, but I survive.”

“It seems that our two feline guests could be more satisfied. Tabby and Fluffy, why are you both hissing and showing your claws? Our TV company really wants to bring your needs to the attention of the general public.”

“First of all, Fido dog, we are felines, from the Bastet corn Chamber central and are definitely not interested in the general public. We have only one interest in our feline lives and you can make that quite clear to the general public – I, me and myself. What self respecting feline would send a TV programme about canines. Never, it would be beneath our dignity. I suggest you interview our human slave, she will probably be only to glad to tell you how her world revolves around the felines that own her and now go, we have more important things to do that an interview with a canine.”

“Hello dogs everywhere and now you know how life is with the others. Perhaps a little different to the life of a canine, but felines are something completely different. So please remember the next time you meet a feline, just avoid them.”

“What did he say Tabby.”

“No problem Fluffy, we just showed them who is the boss. Now it is time for a sleep.”

Daily Feline Prompt: the Kindness of Felines

Daily Feline Post: In the feline Summertime

If it’s autumn or winter where you live, what are you most looking forward to doing next summer? If it’s spring or summer where you are, what has been the highlight of the season so far for you?


“Fluffy what are you fiddling around with in your fur`”

“Tabby, I am looking for the zip to my fur coat.2

“Felines do not have zips to their fur coats, we keep them on all the time. I know some felines, like those of the Selkirk rex sort, seem to lose their fur now and again on the legs, reminding of a chicken ready for a roasting session, but at the moment you seem to have all the fur in the right place.”

“”Tabby I would be happy to be a plucked chicken at the moment. It is too hot outside, I want to take my fur coat off.”

“Fluffy, we keep our fur coats all through the year.”

“Of course Tabby, that is typical. You just have short fur, a quick scratch and rub and a sleep in the shade does it for you. Imagine how it is with my luxury fur coat, it is a built in heating system.”

“You sound like my departed sister Nera, she was always complaining in Summer because of the heat. Since she progressed to the eternal corn chambers on her 10th life, it seems that things have cooled down.”

“Of course Tabby, she is now sheltered from the heat of the sun.”

“Go inside Fluffy and find a cool place to sleep. Just a minute what do you think you are doing with Mrs. Human’s refrigerator, shut the door.”

“You said to find a cool place and that is ideal, between the Cola bottles and the milk.”

“I do not think that is the idea Fluffy, that would be overdoing it.”

“But it is ideal, or just a moment, I think it would be nice and cool in the bathroom with all those tiles, but the ideal solution would be to have a zip.”

“Fluffy, there is no zip so like it or lump it.”

“Typical Tabby, only thinks of herself, but I suppose that is what we felines are made of.”

Daily Feline Post: In the feline summertime

Daily Feline Prompt: Feline Generation XYZ

Think about the generation immediately younger or older than you. What do you understand least about them — and what can you learn from them?


“Don’t they look sweet Tabby, two mini us.”

“Forget it Fluffy, they are more trouble than they are worth.”

“But we were kittens once.”

“I know and I am glad I have it behind me. There were four us us hanging on the milk tap if we were lucky to find one. Our mum was busy all the time licking our fur and searching for us.”

“Yes, I remember Tabby, our mum was just the same. There were also four of us kittens and our dad used to watch us all the time.”

“You had a dad?”

“Of course Tabby, all felines have a dad.”

“Yes, I had one, but I think he only met our mum for a few minutes and he was never seen again.”

“That was probably because your species did not belong to a regular breed.”

“I beg your pardon. The Tabby feline race is the original breed.”

“I know, but we Selkirk Rex are something special, an exclusive race.”

“Exclusive my paw. The name says it *Rex” which means a fluke of nature. I have never seen a feline with curly whiskers like corkscrews that fall off as soon as they reach a decent length, not to mention the curly fur and the mini deadlock hairstyle on top of the head.”

“But we are special Tabby, people pay more money for us, especially if we have a pedigree. Our family goes back many generations and probably our bloodline began with Miss DePesto.”


“Yes, she arrived somewhere in America in a litter and they discovered that she had something special and so her descendants all had something special.”

“You mean the dreadlocks are something special.?”

“Yes, that is our trademark Tabby.”

“That is nothing compared to my trade mark. What feline can be proud of having a McDonalds “M” on its forehead. So enough Fluffy. Let us be glad that we have no screaming kittens to look after with their eternal craving for milk.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Feline Generation XYZ