“There you are Tabby, I was looking for you.”
“And now you have found me, so you can close the door. Or has you kitten now gone. Not only your overgrown kitten, but he also now has a kitten.”
“Yes, isn’t it sweet.”
“That is a matter of opinion Mrs. Human. That new kitten has a loud voice. I was almost deafened and he was chasing me. The only place I found refuge was in your bathroom. I had to hide behind the cupboard. It was very exhausting. The next time they come, let me know in advance, then I can plan my retreat.”
“But he really like you. He has never seen a cat before.”
“I am sure he hasn’t. Any feline would make itself scarce rather than face such an ordeal of being deafened and chased. I like to lead my own quiet life with no disturbances or unwelcome noise. I would have disappeared but even the weather was against me. There was water falling from above. And now to take a quiet rest for a few hours with no screaming human kittens.”
I feel your pain, Tabby. Human kittens aren’t my favorite, either. They’re OK when they’re old enough to reason with, but in the meantime… Yr Pal, Martha
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But they never seem to grow up, the eternal kittens.
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This is true, Tabby.
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Ha! Tabby, it took me a minute to get what you were talking about–human kittens! You are so clever. Now I understand.
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Yes the overgrown kittens. They never leave the nest. Constantly return and even know who their fathers were. Absolutely no independence in the human breed.
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