Daily Feline Prompt: Forlorn Feline


“Let me out Mrs. Human.”

“Sounds urgent Tabby, have you got something important to deal with.”

“No, I just want to go out.”

“I thought you might have a meeting with one of your feline friends.”

“Mrs. Human I do not have friends, the word does not exist in meow. I am I, me and myself. Friends are unnecessary ballast and complicate life. I want to be free do my own thing.”

“But you must feel lonely Tabby, with no-one to talk to and share your problems.”

“Mrs. Human the only problem I have at the moment is to get through this window and go places and see things. I also have a problem with an inquisitive human slave that wants to know everything.”

“Oh, I see.”

“You don’t see and neither do I until you open the window.”

“But it’s getting dark outside.”

“No problem, dark does not exist in meow.”

“But dark happens in the evening.”

“Not if you are a feline.”

“You could get lost.”

“No, Mrs. Human felines do not get lost. We know where we belong.”

“You mean where I am.”

“Not exactly, where the tuna fish tins are and my various sleeping cushions, including your opposable thumbs which you use to open windows, like now.”

“And me?”

“Of course, I forgot. You should renew my recycling tray.”

Daily Feline Prompt: Forlorn Feline