Daily Feline Prompt: Peculiar Feline


“You look like you want something Tabby.”

“Of course, you are eating crisps,  so what about me.”

“Crisps are not for felines, Felines eat meat and not potatoes.”

“Try me.”

“Ok, here is a crisp.”

“Is it dead or do I have to kill it before I eat it, to stop it escaping.”

“No Tabby, crisps were never alive. They are thinly sliced potatoes.”

“You mean they were killed by a machine.”

“No Tabby, they were not killed because they were never alive.”

“But I just touched the crisp and it moved.”

“That is because you pushed it with your paw.”

“OK, now I am finished with the crisp.”

“But you didn’t eat it.”

“I had a good lick and found it very tasty. I am not going to chew dead matter and swallow it afterwards. I only wanted to try it.”

“And now I can clear the mess away.”

“That’s your problem Mrs. Human. If it had been tuna fish I would have eaten it, because tuna fish were alive. We felines do not eat stuff that never lived, it is boring.”

“Where are you going?”

“To have a conversation with a wall outside.”

“But Tabby walls are just bricks, they were also never alive.”

“That is something completely different. Walls have ears, they know everything. They are not conversationalists. I like to talk to walls by telepathy of course. They always listen and understand.”

“And they give you an answer?”

“Life is often like talking to a brick wall, especially when you are speaking to humans.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Peculiar Feline

11 thoughts on “Daily Feline Prompt: Peculiar Feline

  1. Some of my cats loved crisps, especially the cheese-flavored ones. But they liked to play with them first. A little killing, even when it’s a potato, is always a healthy choice for a feline.

    Tabby’s eyes look particularly lovely in this photograph.

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  2. Dear Tabby, My human says you are unique, even among felines, in your wall communication abilities. We’ve had company for 24 hours and all of us are exhausted. Bear was sure our human was going to leave us forever and she’s attached herself to our human. We went on a walk last night with our company and I wore my light so everyone could see where we were going. I think soon we’ll be able to go to the golf course and the slough again. As for crisps, Mindy will eat them. She says they’re tasty. My human said your human is wrong. Potatoes were once alive, but kind of like living rocks under the ground. Sometimes I find human explanations to be complete nonsense. Yours forever and ever, Dusty T. Dog

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    • Meow Dusty
      We have constant company for some time. They are called builders and make noise. They do things to my wall which I am sure must hurt the wall, but it is a brave wall and bears it all with patience. I usually disappear when the builders arrive, although one of them seems to understand meow, and talks to me. I think he is also owned by a feline where he lives. I often take walks in what humans call dark, but do not need light, I just adjust my eyes by remote control. We felines are equipped for all possibilities.
      Tabby T. Cat

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