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Daily Feline Prompt: Can't Stand me

What do you find more unbearable: watching a video of yourself, or listening to a recording of your voice? Why?

What a silly question. I know I am a modest feline, keep myself to myself and rarely brag about how good I am or how clever I am. I have so many talents there would not be enough scope in this blog to mention all. Mrs. Human is full of praise how I help her in my home with eating the tuna fish she gives me, although only twice a week, but you cannot have everything I suppose.

I am also very good at using my recycling tray and always remind Mrs. Human to empty it when necessary. Did I tell you that I am an expert at defending my territory? Unfortunately it might happen that I am busy sleeping when one of my feline friends decide to invade my private sphere, but Mrs. Human is watching for me if necessary.

Today I found a wonderful new sleeping place. It was a cupboard full of human clothes and the door was open. I mean what would you do, as a feline. You jump in and make yourself comfortable. There was a small commotion when Mr. Human almost closed the cupboard door on me, but I reminded her to leave the door open and put a label on the door saying “do not close, Tabby seeping place” which worked quite well. I was left in peace until I noticed that Mrs. Human was preparing for her golden oldie midday sleep. I decided to accompany her as sleeping on a human bed is an improvement on a cupboard.

And Mrs. Human took my photo in the cupboard.

Mrs. Human said to apologise (a word which does not exist in Meow) for the dark photo. It seems the cupboard has no human light and I told her to keep it that way. Who needs light, we felines can see in the dark.

Daily Prompt: Can't Stand Me

What do you find more unbearable: watching a video of yourself, or listening to a recording of your voice? Why?

I don’t mind myself really. Since I arrived on that memorable day on 6th December 1946 I have been living with myself, watch myself grow, listened to my own voice every day. There have been times when due to a throat infection that I had lost may voice and remain silent for a while, but I survived. There were even some that found being voiceless was an improvement on my general appearance.

I am never unbearable, just a little annoying from time to time when I get a daily prompt that absolutely does not inspire me in any way. 

I have often seen myself in a mirror in the bathroom when improving my general perfect appearance with a tweak here and there. Of course there is alway room for improvement, but my general appearance is OK. Unfortunately I have not yet been discovered by the film or television industry, but it is never too late.

And that’s all for today. I wanted to impress you all with a video from my iPhone but unfortunately that does not work and in any case it would spoil the picture you all have of me from my blogs. However before I go just a self portrait

This was on one of my “bad hair” days.

Daily Feline Prompt: Reason to believe in felines

In Reason to Believe, Bruce Springsteen sings, “At the end of every hard-earned day / people find some reason to believe.” What’s your reason to believe?

“Mrs. Human, what’s that white stuff outside in my territory?”

“That’s snow Tabby.”

“What’s snow?”

“It’s frozen water that comes down from the sky.”

“I thought frozen water was what is in my bowl outside in the morning. That is transparent, but that white stuff is not transparent”

“It varies according to how cold it is I suppose.”

“You suppose? You are supposed to explain everything to me, but “suppose” in a human word when the human does not know why.”

“Things are not always so easy to explain.”

“That’s is because the human brain has not yet achieved the level of the feline brain. I will have to ask Bastet the reason for the difference between snow and frozen water, she will know.”

“But she is not here.”

“Believe what you want Mrs. Human, she is always here. All I have to do is to programme my whiskers and I am already on the receiving end of her wisdom.”

“I thought whiskers had another purpose.”

“Yes Mrs. Human, just think. Do not forget we felines were gods and….”

“I know Tabby. Why do you not know the difference between frozen water and snow in that case?”

“Because we felines had not yet invented snow when we were gods. That came later when the Norwegian cats appeared on the scene. My ancestors originated in the old country, where the pharaohs lived and Bastet was top of the hit parade and not some guy called Bruce Springsteen that I have never heard of. We even had a guy called Ra, the sun king who died every day, only to be reborn the next morning. Bastet was Ra’s groupie. By the way did you know it was punished with the death sentence if you touched a hair on our feline bodies?”

“No, I did not Tabby. In that case what do I get for serving a dish of tuna fish.”

“Satisfaction that you have chosen the right meal for your feline.”

Daily Prompt: Reason to believe

In Reason to Believe, Bruce Springsteen sings, “At the end of every hard-earned day / people find some reason to believe.” What’s your reason to believe?

I do not really care what Bruce Springsteen sings and these prompts are going from bad to worse. Are we now on a trip to becoming something special? At the end of a day, which are no longer hard earned because I no longer earn anything, I go to bed to wake up the next day. I must be a lost cause as I do not bother with working out what I believe, I am too busy living life.

This morning I believed in the fact that the Swiss do look after their roads after a night of -5°C temperatures where everything would have been frozen, were it not for the men in the salt spraying vehicles that ensure that we can still drive a car without skidding and sliding.

I believed in the fact that deliveries were made to the supermarket containing fresh vegetables and fruit as we'll as other items for feeding the masses to ensure that we will survive. This has nothing to do with Bruce Springsteen and a money making song which I have never heard of.

I also believe that Mr. Swiss dropped a plastic bag containing a bottle of red wine when we arrived home from the supermarket which broke. There was a broken bottle in the bag swimming in a sea of wine. Luckily it was a cheaper wine, with the purpose for cooking and not drinking. However, wine is wine and thanks to my trained housewife instincts there was a mop ready to be used to wipe up the red stains on the floor. Also we have a stone floor (which was probably the reason for the bottle breaking) and so there was no great wine deluge. It was wiped away at once. Luckily I was frying today, so did not need the wine which will be replaced on the next shopping safari. I now believe that it was lucky that the wine bottle was in a plastic bag on its own, meaning that the damage was kept under control. Just a matter of 5 Swiss Francs, although money is money of course.

I have now cancelled two paragraphs of what I wrote as it was getting political and if I want a political platform I will become a candidate for the next swiss elections. As no-one will probably vote for me, although it might become a reason to believe, I have given up this idea. I have just released I can write rubbish on this prompt, because it is a rubbish prompt.  Mr. Swiss has now left me on my own, but as I did not really listen to him about where he was going, I do not know where he is. It must have been some sort of heavy job as he has taken No. 1 son with him, and No. 1 son is useful for heavy work. No. 1 son is at home this week because his company have short hours, due to the economic situation, the strong Swiss franc and the fact they have nothing to do. It can only get better.

So, keep believing in new prompts to give us a reason to believe. I give up, no inspiration, but I only believe in I, me and myself and the Swiss supermarket.

Daily Feline Prompt: Feline Learning Style

What’s your learning style? Do you prefer learning in a group and in an interactive setting? Or one-on-one? Do you retain information best through lectures, or visuals, or simply by reading books?

“Can you still do it Tabby?”

“Do what?”

“Climb your special organised feline steps to reach the top of the cupboard where you like to rest with a view over your complete Kingdom.”

“Of course I can, don’t ask silly questions.”

“Then why don’t you climb up the ladder.”

“I don’t want to.”

“I think you have forgotten how to do it.”

“Hissss, shhhhh, not so loud, the others might read it.”

“Tabby it is a fact, you no longer use your steps.”

“I don’t feel like it, any feline can climb steps, but not every feline can take a jump from the desk to the top of the cupboard like I can.”

“But it is much easier to go up the steps, one after the other: no stress and just take your time.”

“Mrs. Human felines do not take their time, there is no point.”

“Why rush?”

“It is a matter of feline nature. We might have a dog on our paws, perhaps another feline, or there might be only one portion of mouse or bird, and first come first served.”

“But Tabby you are now at home and there are no other felines here. You only get healthy vitamin pellets of perhaps a portion of tuna fish at home, so why rush. No-one is going to take it away from you.”

“Mrs. Human this is developing into one of these conversations from a human point of view. You are applying the words of Dale Carnegie “When dealing with people you are not dealing with creatures of logic, but creatures of emotion”.”

“Which would be translated in the higher level of feline logic?”

“Be quick, take it before the others do.”