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

11 thoughts on “Daily Feline Prompt: Kittens Revisited

  1. Reblogged this on blabberwockying! and commented:
    “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.”

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  2. Dear Tabby — Sorry for not being around much lately. I don’t know what’s going on with my human, but I think she’s tired of WordPress. Who knows. It seems we both had rough beginnings. My first memory involved being pushed out from a moving truck. But, it seems now now we’re in good places. It snowed here and my little sister, Bear, thinks that’s about the greatest thing in the world next to tuna juice. I think she’s crazy, but as she’s just a puppy I can’t expect much. I enjoyed your story very much! Yours always and always and always, Dusty T. Dog

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    • Meow Dusty
      I know these humans tend to change their minds often. Mine was laid off for a couple of days because of some human cold thing. She is back, but not really packed with enthusiasm. No snow here and I do not really want any. Between you and me I have had enough tuna juice over Christmas to last and am now on a diet, only eating some ham that Mr. Human drops for me when she is eating in the evening. There are always dry vitamin pellets if nothing else is around. Lucky you survived your moving truck. Me and my sisters/brothers were just sold, a real kitten slave market it was, but Nera and I were sold to Mrs. Human. We soon took over after we moved in.
      Have fun in the snow, best meows to Bear and Mindy – Tabby the consigliere.

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