Monday, 30 November 2015

Daily Feline Prompt: Mousekiller, Feline Fighter, Bird Hunter

When you were 10, what did you want to be when you grew up? What are you now? Are the two connected?

Tabby trying the new bag out

“When I was 10 Mrs. Human, I cannot remember being 10, is that a human thing?”

“You are now 13 years old in human years, so it would have been 3 years ago.”

“But I am not a human, never have been and to be quite honest, have never wanted to be a human. I am feline so let’s stick to the plain truth.”

“OK, you would probably have been quite small then.”

“I don’t remember wanting to be anything when I was small. I just want to grow up and see the world”

“Yes I remember taking the photo when you jumped into the bag. I really though you wanted to go with me.”

“Don’t be silly, I just wanted to be protected on all sides, to make sure that I wouldn’t be attacked and it was nice and cosy in that bag. So at the age of human 10 my only wish was to be fed and have someone to empty my recycling tray if it was not possible to bury my unwanted matter in the garden. I remember I wanted to be the feline that everyone feared, the one they respected.”

“And did it work out?”

“I think it did, but Roschti and Bubu did all they could to prevent my rise to fame. I fought against them and I was always first in the cat flap to rescue my nine lives when they were chasing me.”

“Now you have achieved everything you wanted?”

“Mrs. Human, I cannot be bothered to think about it. Even I find this a silly prompt. Once a feline always a feline. Feeling mice was part of growing up and also preparing for them: doing mice drills, or having mouse supplies. The looming feeling was part of my life. My experience of mice has always been more the fear of them, or the possibility.”

“That was clever Tabby and very wise. “

“Of course it was, I read it somewhere on my pawpad in Whiskerpedia, but it is how I felt in the growing up process. The need for the hunt and the success was always in my blood, even before I was 10 and it still is. Yes I am the great feline hunter, when I am not sleeping.”


  1. When I saw the photo I thought perhaps this was the feline equivalent of a dog going 'walkies' :-)

    1. Felines love to be protected in all directions, be it a box, bag or a bathroom with the four walls. It seems to be instinct to jump in when it is a closed circuit