Daily Feline Prompt: Only Sixteen

Tell us all about the feline you were when you were sixteen. If you haven’t yet hit sixteen, tell us about the feline you want to be at sixteen.

Tabby descending

“Am I already 16 Tabby?”

“According from which side you look at it Fluffy. If you look at it from the human side, you are not yet 16. From the feline side of things you are way ahead of 16, but we do not count the years, just the lost lives.”

“I see, but we had that one already this week.”

“I know, things often repeat themselves in the human world.”

“So what do I want to be when I am 16 or whatever?”

“That’s your choice Fluffy. I would say be alive, enjoy every bowl of tuna fish you get, even count the vitamin filled pellets and be happy that there is always water to drink. A small supply of cat nip is also useful. It gives you a good feeling inside the whiskers.”

“I just take one whisker and purr at a time and count my lost lives.”

“Don’t we all Fluffy. The main thing is to enjoy life to the full, to savour every bird and mouse that you will devour and mark the territory regularly. What could possibly go wrong. And don’t forget Fluffy, we felines do not grow old. We mature like a bowl of water that is collected after a rainstorm.”

“You mean when it goes green and slimy Tabby.”

“No I do not. Do you have to interrupt my psychological thoughts with your logic.”

“Sorry Tabby, but that’s what happens when you don’t drink the water.”

“I was thinking more on the lines of the wisdom of the feline whisker. Fluffy, Fluffy…. he has fallen asleep, that is the problem with those youngsters, they do not listen to the wise words of us older felines. They think they know it better. As Oscar Wildcat said “the felines with dwindling lives believe everything, the felines that still have half their lives suspect everything, and the young felines that still have all their lives think they know everything”.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Only Sixteen

9 thoughts on “Daily Feline Prompt: Only Sixteen

  1. Dear Tabby and Fluffy, My human gave me a lecture yesterday that was depressing and enlightening. She said I’d better get along with my younger sister because she’s going to be here probably for the rest of my life. That was a sobering moment, so today I’ve been nice to her all day. You see, canines get only one life then we go to the Eternal Forest with the Stone Cabin and the Italian Man Who Loves us and we run among the trees and enjoy liver and stuff forever. I understand our human will show up there one day, too, and the place is so great that even Cody O’Dog and I will get along. By then, I guess, my little sister will still be here with my human while Mindy and I wait for them. I know that your 10th Life is quite exotic, but our canine version is OK with me. I will be very happy to see Lily and Cheyenne again. Enough on this melancholy topic. I’m way past 16 in dog years. Yours faithfully, Dusty T. Dog

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    • Meow Dusty
      It is just as well that we felines do not go where the canines go. There would be too many of us and there might even be a few eternal fights breaking out. I am not sure if our human will pay us a visit as where we go we will not need tins of tuna fish, there will be enough mice. Nera pays us a visit now and again, although she is in cloud modus. I think she has already reach the status of No. 2. she always was a little bossy.
      Meows from over the pond – tabby and Fluffy

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  2. Though I missed sharing my sweet sixteen experience but I liked your philosophy. That’s the problem with younger generation. By the time they realize their mistake they turn old and they pass it on to next. Vicious circle, huh !

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