Daily Feline Prompt: Final Feline


Always look behind you to make sure you are not being followed. Never trust a human, my mum said, they might want to take you to the vet. Humans always want to take us to the vet she said.  She also said do not trust anything, which was typical mum. She was always exaggerating. How comes I have so many half brothers and half sisters that I eventually lost count. I think she trusted to many. They all left her to rear the kids on her own. Eventually she had enough, I heard, and one night she disappeared forever. She had finally had enough.

I am now the final feline of my pack. Nera left some time ago, and floated up to the enternal corn chambers. Fluffy joined her some time later and now there is only I, me and myself to keep everything under control: so always look behind you. I don’t trust that feline next door. I am sure he wants to take over my territory, I have even seen him eating from my food bowl. Ok, no big problem, he is so stupid he eats my hard vitamin pellets which I do not like, but are apparently good for me. Mrs. Human was so pleased that my bowl was half empty (although from my point of view it was half full) that she gave me an extra portion of tuna fish to compensate. I suppose I should be thankful for Roschti, the feline next door.

I always try to keep ahead of the others. Roschti and I always make a scratch in the tree for each hairball we produced, and my scratches are now double as many as he makes. I am sure to win the prize for hairball production in the grand finals of the competition. And now I must catch up on my sleep as I have a work to do. I must follow the others to make sure they are not following me – get me. I am always the first.

Daily Feline Prompt: Final Feline

2 thoughts on “Daily Feline Prompt: Final Feline

  1. Dear Tabby, I know what it is like to be the final one. After my mother/sister Lily T. Wolf died, even though Mindy was here, I knew I was the last one from a moment in time that had been all my Siberian Husky sisters and one formidable enemy, Cody O’Dog who fought with me several times. It was his choice; he wanted to fight. It was his nature. It is not mine. So I am suspicious of dogs I do not know, though usually it turns out all right. I always check to see if they are Cody O’Dog even though I know what happened to him. But we canines are adaptable and now I have new sisters, Mindy and Bear. I never forget my Siberian Husky sisters/mothers, though. Yours forever and ever, Dusty T. Dog

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    • Meow Dusty
      I was the smallest in the litter when I was born, so always had to wait for a free milk tap. I was supposed to be the first out when I was born, but Nera was next to me and just as I was making my entrance into the world, she gave me a push back with her leg, because she wanted to be the first. Now I am just I, me and myself and have no-one to command, but I suppose you cannot have everything. There are always advantages, I no longer have to wait until the others are finished or share anything, because it is all mine. Adaptable does not exist for me in Meow, I just run if the going gets tough, up to now a good choice. Never trust a feline is my motto. Only this evening I saw Roschti in my territory, so I followed him with my eyes. Eventually he left so I could stop sharpening my claws. Mr. Human was watching, although I do not need human help. I was just glad that he was there – you never know.
      Tabby T. Cat

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