“Mrs. Human, where have they taken my territory?”
“Your territory is still here Tabby, it has just changed a little.
“Changed a little? Where is my grass, my earth where I can plant my secrets. Where are the smells that I deposited everywhere. The scents that prove it is all mine. It is now bare, everything gone. Is that my new recycling tray in the middle. I do not like it. I saw the humans take it all my territorial memories away in their truck.”
“I did not have the garden renewed for you Tabby, but for me.”
“Typical human, always put theirselves first. What about me, and how am I to climb to the top of the recycling part.”
“It is not for your recycling Tabby, but contains my herbs that I use for cooking.*
“You mean like catnip?”
“No tabby, I do not cook with catnip.”
“Then what is the point of having herbs.
“It is for me Tabby. You have a nice recycling tray for your use.”
“But where is the grass. Now there are only stones, although I have an idea.”
“Tabby stop squatting on those stones. What are you doing.”
“I am repossessing my territory. I think I must drink more water to cover it all. It is my marking device.”
“No Tabby, I can spray it with water from the hose.”
“It is not the same Mrs. Human. My effort is a sign of possession. At least I have a new wall to talk to. The wall will understand my problems.”
“Tabby walls do not talk.”
“How do you know Mrs. Human. Of course they do not talk to humans. It is only the felines that have a wave length to a wall.”
Aww, Tabby — you’ll get used to it, and soon I hope you’ll like it as much as i do!
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I am still thinking about it. Getting used to things is not my idea. I organise things and the others have to get used to it.
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lol such a tabby idea too!
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She has too many good ideas
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haha
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Perhaps Mrs Human will plant a little catnip for you, Tabby. And meanwhile your will leave your mark in your modified territory.
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She said when she plants catnip, she has all the neighbourhood cats rolling in it. We cats are not sociable, but it is the only time when we can get to know each other
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Oh Tabby. Your human — and Mowee — were struggling with the lawn. You need to think of others. What? ‘Others’ doesn’t exist in meow?
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I think ‘Me, myself and I’ only exist in meow.
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I guess they put the “Me” in “ow” 😉
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haha! I wonder if ‘funny’ is in meow.
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Some of my cats had a sense of humor, but I’m not sure about Tabby… She’s a pretty serious feline princess.
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What is humour? Does not exist in meow, but we have many senses and continuously apply them trying to improve the humans
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Humour DOES exist in meow … It is looking at the human while you scratch the wallpaper off the wall. It is Running around at 2 am as if somebody has poked you – just to fall asleep a minute later. It is chasing your own tail.
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i think Tabby qualifies that as further education
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😂
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My walls talk. They remind me they need painting!
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We had enough painting and renovation done last year, although now they are painting the stairs in our block
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