Feline RDP Monday: Sumptuous Feline


Look, there it is, my sumptuous food in my bowl but too far away for me to eat. I am being tortued by my human. She places it high up and I am starving. I could die in the meanwhle. She is just ignoring me. I can smell the aroma and am sure that it is a dead bird, she calls it a chicken. She opens the paket and already I am teased by the smell. She squeezes it into my bowl. There I am sitting and waiting and what does she do? She ignores me, but begins to crush with something called a fork. Now the smells are increasing, I should report her to the society for cruelty to cats. She is finished with the preparation, but to add insult to injury she is now taking a photo of me and my food.

And now she is taking my bowl and perhaps it will arrive in my feeding place. I can hardly move, so weak I am from hunger, but I drag my paws to my bowl. At last my hunger pains are appeased and my food is ready.

“No Mrs. Human, I am not overdoing it, just spare a thought for a starving feline.”


Feline RDP Monday: Sumptuous Feline