Daily Feline Prompt: A Brand New Feline Me

Tomorrow you get to become anyone in the world that you wish. Who are you? You can choose to be anyone alive today, or someone gone long ago. If you decide to stay “you” share your rationale.


No time today for a long philosophical talk about feline life, I am celebrating the new year. Mrs. Human said it all starts at midnight, although she has usually fallen asleep by then. See you all again in 2016 with some more facts from the Anglo Swiss Feline Home.

Daily Feline Prompt: A Brand New Feline Me

Daily Feline Prompt: Kittens Revisited

What is your earliest memory? Describe it in detail, and tell us why you think that experience was the one to stick with you.

Tabby & Nera

“My earliest memory Mrs. Human, was  a paw and a kitten that gave me a push.”

“Your mother Tabby?”

“No, my big fat fluffy black furred sister Nera. There we were waiting to at last enter the world and find a spare milk tap, and I was deemed to be the first of course, but Nera decided she wanted to be first so she gave me a push back with her paw and she was the firstborn and I was No. 2.”

“Now that wasn’t very nice Tabby.”

“It was my first memory and I learnt fast. Life is about I, me and myself. Yes Nera was a good teacher. She was always first on the milk tap and I had to search for a spare one. There were four of us, but luckily enough milk to go around.”

“But your mother made sure you all got enough to drink?”

“It depended what her mood was. At the beginning she just laid around and we took our fair share, but eventually as we grew, she left us to our own devices. I think that was just before she had the next litter.”

“You have more brothers and sisters?”

“Oh yes mum was quite a beauty and she knew it. She didn’t have to asked twice. I know for a fact that Nera and I are not really sisters, her dad was different to mine. My dad was more the intellectual sort, he thought about his actions before he carried them out, just like me. Nera’s dad took what he wanted and our mum fell for his direct approach.”

“But she must have found your dad attractive.”

“She was not fussy, and I think she decided that having an intellectual kitten would be positive, that is why I am the brains of the litter. Nera might have been gatto di tutti gatti, but she always asked me for advice, I was the consigliere.”

“Your family sounds like a gangster group.”

“I think it was the influence of Nera’s father, Don Corfeline.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Kittens Revisited

Daily Feline Prompt: Feline Ear Worm

Write whatever you normally write about, and weave in a book quote, film quote, or song lyric that’s been sticking with you this week.


“Mrs. Human, I don’t have worms in my ears, so take that camera away from my ear.”

“But I thought it would suit the theme we have today for your feline prompt.”

“Your feline prompt Mrs. Human, it was your idea.”

“I though you liked being the centre of feline attention with your own blog.”

“I don’t object, but taking photos of my ear is not the idea. Where will it all stop? Who knows what you will think of next time.”

“But you have very nice ears Tabby.”

“Of course I do, I clean them at least ten times a day. I have very special ears, I even have fur growing in my ears. They say that is a sign of great intelligence.”

“So do you have any quotes or lyrics for the prompt that have been sticking with you this week?”

“Things don’t stick with me Mrs. Human, although just a minute a quote comes to my brain from one of the more intelligent members of the human race, Cleveland Amory,  because he understood the problems we are confronted with – “As anyone who has ever been around a cat for any length of time well knows, cats have enormous patience with the limitations of the human kind.”

“I never noticed you had enormous patience.”

“Mrs. Human, as a mere human you tend to wear out my patience from time to time. So enough wasted time, I can see this conversation is exhausting you. Make yourself useful and open a tin of tuna fish with your opposable thumbs.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Feline Ear Worm

Daily Feline Prompt: Fearless Feline Fantasies

How would your life be different if you were incapable of feeling fear? Would your life be better or worse than it is now?


“My life would be exactly the same as it is now Mrs. Human.”

“But if you did not feel fear, then you would definitely have other reactions.”

“Fear does not exist in meow Mrs. Human.”

“But I have often seen you running away from Roschti, the feline next door.”

“I beg your pardon. I do not run away from anything. Roschti and I are training. It is a feline game we play.”

“It does not look like you are playing. It looks more like a race to save your life.”

“Lives, Mrs. Human, Lives. Do not forget I have 9 of them and are very careful with them. If I am running, it is because I want to keep my bones and joints fit. The great feline statesman, Tiddles F. Kennedy said “Physical fitness is not only one of the most important keys to a healthy body, it is the basis of dynamic and creative intellectual feline activity”, which proves how intelligent I am because I often train with Roschti to keep my intellect in action.”

“But what about when Butch is chasing you, you also run away. Don’t you ever chase other felines Tabby?”

“Of course I do, but I reserve my energy for my sleeping sessions. No good exercising with other felines. I just let them win to save any arguments. I hate those feline meow discussions about who is the fastest feline. It is beneath my dignity, I prove my superiority by actions that normally speak louder than meows.”

“That is why you run away?”

“I am not running away, just practicing Mrs. Human, just practicing.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Fearless Feline Fantasies

Daily Feline Prompt: Young with a feline heart

What are your thoughts on aging? How will you stay young at heart as you get older?

Tabby in the bathroom

“Tabby, do you think I am looking older?”

“Mrs. Human, you look the same as ever, although you reactions to the opening of a tuna fish can are a little slower. I think it is called getting older. Even my reflexes are no longer what they used to be.”

“I noticed Tabby, you seem to be content with just watching the birds instead of chasing them.”

“That is just a development of my wisdom Mrs. Human. When I was a young kitten mum said grab what you can and so I did. As you get older you think it over and ask yourself “is it really worth it”.”

“And so you decide to let the birds live.”

“Not exactly Mrs. Human, but why catch a bird when I get a portion of chicken if you cook one and even my dry, hard to swallow, vitamin packed pellets are chicken flavoured. It is a matter of comparison of the effort involved and the results. It is not worth climbing up a bird house or a tree, or sneaking up on an unsuspecting bird when it all arrives in my food bowl. It is just a waste of energy involvement. Even we felines mature and realise that we should look after our bones.”

“Oh and I thought you had got a bad conscience about killing unsuspecting birds.”

“Forget it. Do you shed tears when you eat a chicken, wondering what his orphaned chicks are now doing without a mother.”

“That’s different Tabby, after all we have to eat to live.”

“And so do we felines, but we have to hunt to live, it is in the instinct. Even humans hunt.”

“I do not hunt.”

“What is the different if you go to the supermarket or do it yourself.”

“There is a big difference Tabby, I could not eat something I knew when it was alive.”

“I can, no problem. You humans are strange creature sometimes. So to change the subject, whats for dinner?”

“You always have a full dish Tabby with nice vitamin pellets and you don’t even have to kill it.”

“You see that’s the difference between the humans and we felines. You prefer it nicely packed in a plastic bag and we are not fussy. If it flies or walks, has feathers, or in the case of a mouse fur, kill it and eat it. The supermarket for felines has not yet been constructed.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Young with a Feline Heart

Daily Feline Prompt: Un/Faithful at Catmas

Tell us about the role that faith plays in your life — or doesn’t.


“It plays a very important part in my life Mrs. Human. I believe in opposable thumbs, but unfortunately do not have them.”

“You do not need them Tabby, you have me to help.”

“It is not the same thing Mrs. Human. I do not need you to help, I need you to read my whiskers and act accordingly.”

“But you have everything you could wish for. A full dish of food, a bowl of water and at least three different places to choose for a comfortable place to sleep, as well as a recycling tray that is regularly emptied and cleaned. What more could you wish for.”

“It is all a matter of faith Mrs. Human. I have to wait until you act according to my wishes.”

“But I am always at your beck and call.”

“Not quite. Look at me Mrs. Human, do you think I am happy at the moment.”

“I see a feline in deep thought.”

“That is not deep thought, that is an experimental phase of mind over matter. I was reading that you can apply brain waves to activate thoughts if you do not have opposable thumbs, but it does not work.”

“I don’t quite understand.”

“Of course not Mrs. Human, Humans understand only what they want to. I was concentrating on the closed and sealed tin of tuna fish on the table with the power of thought.”


“Exactly nothing is happening. It should have opened.”

“But there is a crack on the top.”


“And it is getting larger, Tabby, you have done it, the tin is open.”

“I can do it.”

“Tabby what is that bright light shining through the window and enveloping you in a aura.”

“Bastet sent me. It is Catmas and each feline has a wish granted.”

“Who said that Mrs.Human?”

“It wasn’t me, must be that Feline with the Golden Whiskers that just appeared.”

“Oh Mrs. Human, it is son of Bastet granting my wish. The tuna fish tin is open. You can remove your sun glasses Mrs. Human, the Catmas Feline has gone and now serve my tuna fish.”

“You can open tuna fish tins Tabby?”

“It was my Catmas wish Mr. Human.”

“You mean…….”

“Don’t ask, these things happen now and again if you are a feline and we never ask questions.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Un/faithful at Catmas

Daily Feline Prompt: Generous Meow Genies

Remember those lovely meow genies

Tabby the wonder feline is back – did you miss me? Silly question, of course you did. There is something missing in a daily prompt life without a Tabby feline and a Mrs. Human with the opposable thumbs, and that is the reason for my two days abscence. Mrs. Human forgot how to use her opposable thumbs, they were not working, neither was anything else in her human form. Thank goodness for a Mr. Human who still remembered how to open a tin a tuna fish for my Catmas dinner. Luckily he also knew how to empty my litter tray, otherwise I would have had a few embarrassing moments when the carol singers called. You cannot have a messy tray when visitors arrive, especially at Catmas.

I am still celebrating and now and again I even wake up to see if there is anything new around here. It seems that Mrs. Human has also recovered from whatever she had, although her coughing and sneezing is very annoying for sensitive feline ears. To celebrate the season I organised a couple of humans with one of my favourite Catmas songs. The words are so full of hidden meaning and they would bring tears to my feline eyes, if it would be possible, but feline eyes are not really made for tears.

Mrs. Human is waving from somewhere in the background. Happy Catmas humans wherever you are and special greetings across the pond to my canine friends who are probably now celebrating dogmas. So here it is, the feline Catmas song

Daily Feline Prompt: Generous Meow Genies

Daily Feline Prompt: Pawdom

Are you a sports fan? Tell us about fandom. If you’re not, tell us why not.

Tabby on her ladder

Meow everyone, this is a strange prompt, not at all designed for creatures worshipped as gods amongst the humans. “Sports fan?”, we felines do not have sports and the word fan is only applied to I, me and myself. Mrs. Human now and again has a brainwave that I do not get enough exercise so she organised this designer ladder for me. Actually it wa for Nera, Fluffy and me but there was a small problem. Nera was too fat and could not squeeze her curvaceous black furry body up the stairs, so she decided to leave it, causing a certain disappointment to Mrs. Human. She tried everything, a morsel of tuna fish on every step, even catmint, but to no avail. We felines are not stupid and realise when we are  being bribed and fooled into doing things that humans want. Nera told me that no way was she ascending that ladder to make a fool of herself. She might fall, and her feline dignity would be lost forever, so she never used the ladder.

Fluffy was a different kettle of tuna fish. He wanted to use this attraction, really and he managed to climb half way but for some strange reason Mrs. Human got worried that poor little Fluffy would take a false step and get lost on the way. Ok, admittedly he was blind, but that should really be no hindrance for a feline: as long as the nose and ears are working, nothing could go wrong.

Mrs. Human did not think like this, but she is a mere human, and so Fluffy was banned from the ladder, so I had it all to I, me and myself. Of course I  could do it, no problem, but in my time and not the human time. So to do the humans a favour I would descend by this wooden construction, naturally jumping the last four steps, just to make Mrs. Human a little nervous. I would emphasise that I never used this construction to climb up to the top of the cupboard. I did that by taking a jump.

“What did you say Mrs. Human? It was dangerous.”

Yes well those humans always have something to nag about, must lay in their homo sapiens hormones. Of course if I am in the mood I might have a mad five minutes springing around the hall and finalising with a leap and climb up the wall, arriving half way and digging my claws into the plaster. Mrs. Human again does not like this and gets all iffy.

“Come down Tabby, that is dangerous” and such exclamations. I eventually descend again and make my way to the kitchen, leaping and climbing makes you hungry. I mean how can we felines get enough physical exercise when the humans are such spoil sports.?

Daily Feline Prompt: Pawdom

Daily Feline Prompt: Feline Safety First

Share the story of a time you felt unsafe.


“I am not keen on open spaces and prefer to be closed in with walls around me.  I was taking a walk along the open space in my home, but was alert. You never know what might be lurking in the dark corners.”

“But Tabby there is nothing lurking anywhere.”

“You are lurking Mrs. Human.”

“I am not lurking, I live here.”

“Yes, with my permission and you are lurking again with your camera. I think I will retire to the bathroom, there I am safe.”

“Why are you safe in the bathroom and not in the corridor.”

“That is obvious. The bathroom is closed on all sides, except for the entrance, and I always have my eyes on the entrance. It is also near to the cupboard where you keep your human clothes: another safe place and nice and comfortable.”

“But you tend to cast your fur on my clothes whilst you are sitting in the cupboard.”

“Of course, I have to leave my scent somewhere to ensure that when I return I feel safe. The best place is on top of the cupboard where my special cushion is. And just to mention, you should apply that noisy machine on my cushion again to rid it of my fur remnants.”

“But Tabby you just told me that it makes you feel secure when your fur remains on my clothes in the cupboard.”

“That is not the same thing Mr. Human. A cushion should be kept clean at all times, it is exposed on the top of the cupboard which is my lookout post. No-one approaches me up there, it is all for I, me and myself and I do not want a fur accompaniment to spoil my outlook. The cupboard is a closed space where I can savour the aromas of my aura and my fur keeps human smells away.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Feline Safety

Daily Feline Prompt: Feline Care

When you’re unwell, do you allow others to take care of you, or do you prefer to soldier on alone? What does it take for you to ask for help?


“Tabby, do you not feel so well, you have been sleeping for some time now.”

“I am perfectly healthy Mrs. Human, but a feline needs its sleep to be able to relax.”

“Otherwise I could call the uncle doctor, I am sure the vet and his nice nurses would look after you.”

“”Mra. Human, you have some strange ideas now and again. I do not need the vet, do not need his nurse, I am perfectly healthy, but if you continue with such threats I might have a psychological negative reaction, like paw marks on human flesh an a few hisses to go with them. I feel fine, just having a sleep. There is nothing wrong with me, although if you continue to bother me and disturb my sleep I might produce a hair ball.”

“A hair ball? But Tabby that is not so good. You have been eating too much grass outside.”

“A feline can never eat too much grass. It has a cleansing purpose and removes the hairs we happen to swallow whilst cleaning our fur.”

“Tabby what are you doing.”

“Preparing for the disposal of a hair ball.”

“But that does not look so good. Stop making those strange noises.”

“Mrs. Human silence, the removal of a hairball is not an easy task. So, that’s better, I feel fine now.”

“But your unwanted hairball is now on my carpet.”

“Then clean it away. There is nothing more disturbing for a feline to have its ex-hairballs laying around: not very hygienic or aesthetic.”

“Are you sure that you don’t want to visit the vet.”

“I am completely sure, absolutely sure, I feel fine, never felt better. And now leave me to my sleep. The only problem I have at the moment is a human that does not understand the vegetative system of a feline.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Feline care