Daily Feline Prompt: Non-Regional Feline Diction

Write about whatever you’d like, but write using regional slang, your dialect, or in your accent.

Tabby

“Tabby, where are you?”

“Meow”

“That is not an answer, where are you?”

“Meow, meow.”

“Tabby”

“Meow, meow, meow. What is the matter Mrs. Human, don’t you understand meow. That means I am in my pole position on top of the cupboard keeping an eyes on everything. I thought you understood meow.”

“I do Tabby, but that was a different meow. I could hardly hear it.”

“That was because I was applying my higher powers of telepathic meow. That is the advanced meow. All other felines understand it.”

“But Tabby I am not a feline, but a human.”

“I noticed. Never mind, we cannot all be the chosen now can we? Shame you don’t have four paws, we could visit some wonderful feline hunting grounds. We could hunt mice together.”

“Tabby I do not really want to hunt mice, I have enough to do opening your tins of tuna fish. If I was a feline you would have to abstain from eating tuna fish because your Bastet guy forgot to give you opposable thumbs.”

“Our Bastet was not a guy she was a dame and had her reasons for not giving us opposable thumbs. If she did we would have to open our own tins and the humans would feel even more useless than they already are. MEow, MEow MEow.”

“Ok Tabby I have understood, but you don’t have to stamp your paw. That was an instruction to empty your recycling tray I believe.”

“Yes, you are learning. When we emphasise the ME at the beginning of Meow it means flush the tray in human terms of the word.

Daily Feline Prompt: Non-Regional Feline Diction

7 thoughts on “Daily Feline Prompt: Non-Regional Feline Diction

  1. Woof Tabby! Woof, woof, woof, waaa-WOOF, buff, woof, hmmm, arf! Woof woof, Dusty T. Dog (Trans. Dear Tabby, My human took us out today and I was running FREE and I saw an animal and I went after it! It was a great hunt! But my human called me back, so I returned to her and my little sister. It was great. Yours forever, Dusty T. D

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    • Meow-oo-wow, Meow-hiss,. That says it all Dusty. of course I understand all your Woofs and barks. Our mum taught us all canine when we were kittens to be prepared for any problems we might have. I remember the main word was BARK BARK meaning run otherwise we will get you. I often see animals when hunting, but discovered that not all are edible. for instance spiders and beatles are a no go, however butterflies are a delicacy.
      Keep Barking and woofing on your side of the pond and i will do my best on my side. Meows from Tabby-

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    • When I had all three felines I felt like the stranger that walked into the wild West saloon in the cowboy days. Complete silence from them, not a meow to be heard and three pairs of eyes followed your every movement, although I was sure they were conversing with each other.

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