“Mrs. Human, go away. Just leave me. Is it perhaps possible just a few minutes/hours in my home to have some quiet moments?”
“Of course Tabby, but I did not know you were sleeping. I really did not want to disturb you.”
“I was not sleeping, just getting away from it all, a few quiet moments to myself without having a camera phone stuck in front of me and some human saying “smile” for a photo. “Smile” does not exist in meow, but solitude does. Unfortunately no-one knows the real meaning of the word here.”
“Of couse I do Tabby, it means you want to be alone, but that is not good for you. You should mix with more felines, share some of your experiences, and take a walk with them. You lead such a lonely life.”
“Sorry, do I hear right? Mrs. Human the great philsopher that has zero knowledge about feline intelligence. We felines were not made to socialise, we only socialise when wanting to prolong the race and that problem was dealt with when I was a sweet innocent kitten. Don’t worry about it Mrs. Human, I do not feel the longing for 5 or 6 meowing hungry kittens all fighting for a place at the milk tap. I would probably not even recognise them afer they leave to do their own thing. However, as the great pilosopher Aristotle Cat said *Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god” and as I would not apply the adjective wild to my gentle ways, I am of course a god that finds it delights in being alone for my meditation, especially away from the humans.
And please leave the door open just a little to allow my streamlined body to pass through. It might be that I require food when I have finished with my moments of withdrawal from the world. You can put a notice on the door “Feline meditating, do not disturb”.”
“Of course Tabby, your wish is my command. Would you like to put a paw mark on the notice to make it official.”
“Of course Mrs. Human. I must say you are learning the laws of a feline slave.”