Feline RDP Monday: Quaint Feline


“There you are Tabby, you look quite determined.”

“I am Mrs. Human. I was just sharpening my claws and am on my way to Roschti, the feline next door, to have a few paw swipes with him.”

“You seem to be quite annoyed. I hope we will not be having a cat fight with yowls and meows and dashing through cat flaps to escape.”

“Mrs. Human I never dash through a cat flap. I stand on my four paws to the bitter end.”

“It seems to me that you are always running away from the other feline.”

“I am not, the other feline is always following me to beg for forgiveness.”

“Oh, I see, I must have been mistaken. So what is the problem with Roschti?”

“He laughed at me and said I was being quaint and old fashioned and I am not such a modern feline. My hairballs are all examples of modern art, impressionist.”

“You mean he was laughing at your hairballs?”

“Not exactly, he said I was not moving with the times and today every self-respecting feline eats vitamin pellets. Tuna fish is old fashioned and not so healthy.”

“But perhaps he might be right.”

“Of course he isn’t. It is only an excuse because his slaves only feed him on pellets. They are too lazy to open a tin. He would love to have a share of my tuna fish. All fake excuses.”

“But Tabby, just because you do not like healthy vitamin pellets it does not mean that other felines do not like them and it is really no reason to fight about it. You should really sit down together and talk it over. perhaps share a bowl of vitamin pellets to prove that you also enjoy eating them.”

“Yes a good idea.”

“Where are you going Tabby?”

“I can hear Roschti sharpening his claws on a tree and he is bigger than me. ¬†Wake me up when it is time for my next bowl of tuna fish.”

“But I though you were ready for a fight with Roschti.”

“Changed my mind.”

Feline RDP Monday: Quaint Feline

Feline RDP Monday: Copious Felines


I am a Tabby cat
And now I lay in the grass
See the Macdonalds “M” on my head
To show that I have class
The feline next door is also a Tabby
but not as special as I
His hairballs are not as good as mine
He cannot even try
Tabbies you might see everywhere
but they are all so weak
I am the best, most intelligent of all
Because I am so unique
I can also talk to walls,
they even answer back
But it is all exclusive for me
Understanding I do not lack
I am the bravest of them all
I do not have any fear
But wait a minute, I need the cat flap
A dog is barking near
They seek us here, they seek us there
Tabby Felines are everywhere

Feline RDP Monday: Copious Feline

Feline RDP Monday: Feline Grace


And the brave feline gracefully wanders into the setting sun to inspect the borders of her territory. Who knows what dangers may be waiting in the shadows? She hears a stifled meow. Is it another feline already endeavouring to steal the right of way and add the Tabby land to its own territory? Will this eternal fight for territorial rights never end.

There are traces of blood on the ground accompanied by a long track leading to a tree. She paws carefully, not wanting to be a victim of an intruder. Behind the tree she sees Butch, the gatto di tutti gatti, with the extra claw on each paw. Tabby decides to investigate and Butch is busy devouring a mouse, but this is Tabby territory. What should Tabby do to defend her feline rights. There is only one solution, she retraces her pawsteps, carefully covering the  path left by Butch the invader with earth to ensure that no Tabby scent can be traced. She makes a wise decision and re-enters her home through the cat flap. Another one of her lives rescued, but tomorrow she will return. Perhaps Butch did not eat all the mouse and there will be something left for her.

Feline RDP Monday: Feline Grace