Feline RDP Friday: Feline Smirk


“Who are you smirking at Tabby?”

“Mrs. Human I do not smirk, facial movements in the feline world only do eat and sleep, it is a human interpretation that I am smirking. Or do you have a reason to suspect me of smirking? Perhaps because my bowl of hard vitamin pellets is empty?”

“Of course not Tabby, I am proud of you for eating them all.”

“I would hope so, after the problems I had to swallow them.”

“But you have to chew them first of all.”

I tried it, but it made my jaw ache. Thank goodness that Roschti the feline next door saw me and gave me a paw with eating them all.”

“You mean you didn’t eat them all yourself.”

“Of course not, although I ate enough to produce two hair balls.”

“Where, what have you done with them?”

“Keep cool Mrs. Human, they are in the kitchen in the fridge.”


“In the fridge, actually the freezer because that was easier to open being at the bottom, but no panic they will be frozen by this evening. They keep their shape better.”

“Wipe that smirk of your face Tabby, that is not funny.”

“I am not laughing, felines are not able to laugh.”

Whilst Mrs. Human is now recovering, my hairballs have frozen quite nicely and I have put them in my burial place in the garden, but don’t tell her. And of course we can smirk if the joke is a good one.

Feline RDP Friday: Feline Smirk