Daily Feline Prompt: Overworked Feline


“Tabby, there you are. I was looking for you everywhere, but I did not think to search for you in the bathroom beneath the cupboards.+

“Mrs. Human, I am annoyed and insulted. What am I here? Just an excuse when you feel like it and yesterday I was unimportant, neglected, ignored. Where was my daily feline blog?”

“Yesterday was not such a good day Tabby, I was not feeling up to it, and so I did not blog for myself or for you.”

“As far as “myself” is concerned, that is no important matter, but me, I was forgotton, pushed to one side, my opinion not needed.”

“But today we have returned to the old routine, although I still do not feel so good, but better, thankyou for asking.”

“Did I ask?”

“No, but I am sure you were going to.”

“Ah yes, humans do that sort of thing.”

“Are you going to stay in the bathroom all day Tabby.”

“I am still thinking about it. I am tired, and need to get away from things. As one of our great feline philosophers said “Felines do not die from overwork. They tend to lose half a life due to human situations”. There I was ready at the computer for you to switch it on and begin to write, due to the fact that the paw friendly keyboard has not yet been developed. And where were you – laying in bed moaning and groaning. I even paid you a visit and pawed on your limp body, but you just turned and slept. You even sneezed in between, spraying me with all sorts of human germs. I might even become ill, I already have a strange tickling sensation in my throat.

What are you doing with that telephone camera thing, I hope you are not taking a photo of me. I am not at my best.”

“No tabby, I am calling the vet. If you you have a sore throat I am sure he will have some medicines or a jab to help.”

“Forget it, I feel better already. I just have a general feeling of tiredness. Your coughs and sneezes kept me away most of the day and night. How can a feline relax in a normal 16 hour sleep sequence when the human does not co-operate.”

“I am ready for your blog today Tabby.”

“Forget it, I am too tired and completely overworked.”

“Your have been working?”

“Constantly Mrs. Human. It is a problem with having nine lives. I have to be sure how many I have left, and that can only be done with a problem solution in quantum mathematics.”

“That must be very complicated Tabby.”

“No problem, for a feline, we grow up with it, just a matter of finding the correct solution according to Schrödinger particularly about his thought experiment involving a cat in order to explain the flawed interpretation of quantum superposition.”

“Oh, I see.”

“No, Mrs. Human, you do not see, just remember that I want my blog. You might feel like it, but I always do.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Overworked Feline

9 thoughts on “Daily Feline Prompt: Overworked Feline

  1. Dear Tabby, Our human has also been under the weather. The only good part is it has meant she is with us at night instead of retiring to her crate. But we have had no walks in a week and I’m not sure she still loves me. I get so many things wrong. It must be great being a cat and not having to worry about that, but I’m a dog and my human says I’m not a very secure dog at that. Mindy and my little sister have no concerns over whether our human loves them, but I worry about it all the time. OH well! Yours forever and ever, Dusty T. Dog

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    • Meow Dusty
      Do not worry, it is all a human act. Mrs.Human complains that I do what I want with no thoughts for others, which is naturally true, but if I disappear and do not report back beause I have been distracted by a mouse, or a bird, she goes haywire and imagines all sort of things that might have happened. When I return, for no apparent reason, I am served a dish of tuna fish and given countless tummy rubs. It is all an act Dusty, I am sure she loves you as much as your other two hounds. As we felines and canines get older, we get wiser and think more about the meaning of life. The young ones and even puppies and kittens have no idea. They think life is just catching up with your tail and running in circles or playing with string and burying bones. We wise ones, at least the felines, know better. Do not worry Dusty, your time will come and be glad there are no walk. I am glad I do not have to go out in that evil enemy known as snow.
      Tabby T. Cat

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  2. Poor, poor Tabby. I guess if you catch whatever it was that put your suffering mistress flat on her back, it’ll be the feline version of “Man flu”. Not to be sneezed at, I understand.


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