Can you see me? This is an exquisite place to sit and watch the birds go by. They do not know I am there watching their every move. Of course I could leave my comfortable place in front of the window, but I prefer to concetrate my feline thoughts. Ok, there is too much snow outside at the moment. Mrs. Human said it is here to stay for a week. Not knowing what a week actually is, I have decided to bide my time until the snow goes away. In the meanwhile I can guard my territory from the safety of my own realm.
Yesterday evening, I decided to leave through the cat flap. I gathered my courage into my four paws and stepped outside. I heard Mr. Human say to Mrs. Human “she will not be out there very long” an so I decided to stay outside, just to show them how strong and courageous I am. After a whle I decided I had taught them a lesson, and they were probably worried that something had happened to me and waiting for my return. I waited for a while in front of the window door, but no-one came to welcome me. I was being ignored, me the most exquisite, special, charming feline in the neighbourhood. I was a no-one. They were not worried about my welfare and both humans were sitting in front of this television thing, Mrs. Human reading a book, but I was being ignored.
I deicded it was now or never, so I stooped to employment of the cat flap. It took me at least two minutes to open the flap. I have this magnet thing on my collar and I have to line it up with the frame of the cat flap in exactly the right position to open it. That is why I find the humans should really be more co-operative when I want to enter.
Eventually success, and wih a force of the nose the flap opened. I though my humans would come running to stroke me, put their arms around me, shower me with tummy tickles – but no, they were still staring into this TV thing. I decided that punishment was now called for, so I made myself comfortable in their recycling room, in front of the recyling bowl on a carpet, and decided not to move under any circumstances.
I was still being ignored, so I retired to my favourite sleeping cushion, but not without depositing a hair ball in a strategic position before I went to sleep. That did the trick, there was human voice noise, excitement, usage of paper wiping away the traces. Who cares, I slept on, I am Tabby the invincible, the exquisite feline and of course, unique.
Dear Tabby, We’re all sitting around on a gray snowy day and wishing for summer. Our human is sick and really quite boring. We haven’t had a walk in several days. I think you’re lucky to be able to come and go as you please. I would if I could, but we don’t have a dog flap and if we want to go outside for an adventure, our human has to take us. I hope she gets rid of this cold thing soon because this is annoying. Yours forever and ever, Dusty T. Dog
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Meow Dusty
I am also trapped, but by the snow. I can go out if I want to, but it is cold and unfriendly so I sit in front of the window waiting for the snow to melt. My only alternative is to sleep. In Summer I can sleep outside, but in Winter I have to make do with a cushion inside. I have a cat flap, but what is the point of a cat flap when surrounded by that cold white stuff, Mrs.Human is also not going anywhere at the moment, but that makes no difference to me. It is degrading as a feline to be seen with a human taking a walk. I will have to work something out whilst sleeping. Perhaps the snow might die in the meanwhile.
Tabby T.Cat
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Hi Tabby, I just asked my human and she said the snow isn’t expected to die for another 8 weeks. She’s waiting for that, too. Yours forever and always, Dusty T. Dog
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Meow Dusty
Then I will have to intensify my efforts to kill the snow – but my claws have no effect, I will have to try something else.If I bite it turns itself into water, and I cannot drink so much water.
Tabby T. Cat
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Good luck, Tabby. You’re very brave. Dusty T.
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AND as world champion gold-medal sleeper!
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Tabby told me that the insomnia does not exist in meow
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You’re such a piece of work, Tabby! Can you call up hairballs at will?
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Of course, practice makes perfect
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