Tabby: Can you tell me why there is a picture of that stupid cat up there. It’s bad enough that she lives next door.
Nera: Tabby, I don’t know what you have against her. I don’t have any problem.
Tabby: I noticed – when she walks through OUR garden you just look at her, don’t even bother to hiss and chase her.
Nera: Why should I, she leaves me alone. I just keep my eye on her to make sure that she doesn’t go over the limits, but she seems to behave.
Tabby: I just don’t like her and she doesn’t like me
Nera: What do you expect Tabby. From the first day that she moved in you starting complaining that there isn’t enough room for another cat around here. On the first meeting you spit at her and tried to chase her away.
Tabby: What do you mean tried to chase her away. I did.
Nera: I am not too sure about that. You made the first attack, but it seemed to me she wasn’t very impressed and chased you off.
Tabby: Ok, ok, but she left our garden.
Nera: And she came back again.
Tabby: She even miaos different to us.
Nera: What is that supposed to mean?
Tabby: Well she seems to have a sort of accent.
Nera: If you must know, she told me that she originally comes from the French part of Switzerland, but lived a few years in Italy. You know she is quite versatile.
Tabby: Well a miao is a miao, but they do sound different, especially when they are foreign cats.
Nera: she is not a foreigner, she just happens to have grown up in a different part of Switzerland. You can really be a racist sometimes Tabby.
Tabby: but I just don’t understand you Nera. She is definitely not one of us. This is our territory and it’s our job to defend it and you just watch her pass through.
Nera: I really have better things to do all day than to watch the cat next door.
Gröggu: I quite like her. She said her name is Bobinette.
Tabby: Gröggu don’t you start as well. You are too small and inexperienced to know about these things. And how come you know her name.
Gröggu: I heard her owner calling her.
Nera: Gröggu how often do I have to tell you we cats don’t have owners. We just let them think they are owners. Basically we give out the orders.
Tabby: so let’s not change the subject. Nera you are the chief around here, can’t you do something about her next door wandering into our territory.
Nera: Tabby, she is actually only here because I gave my permission.
Tabby: You did what????
Nera: You heard. That way I know what she is up to.
Gröggu: she is very fat isn’t she
Tabby: So now I have heard enough and Gröggu, she is not fat, it’s just fluff.
Nera: Now listen cats – and that means you as well Tabby. Bobinette is here in our garden from time to time because I allow it. If you want to chase her of Tabby it’s your business, but the only cat she has respect for around here is me and that’s the way it has to be.
Gröggu: I suppose you are right Nera, after all you hiss at me sometimes as well.
Nera: That’s just to keep up my reputation.
Tabby: You’re the boss Nera, but I am still not happy with a foreign, sorry Swiss cat (who speaks French and Italian in miao) wandering around in my territory.
Nera: Patience children, let’s see what the Summer brings us.
Nera: Tabby, I don’t know what you have against her. I don’t have any problem.
Tabby: I noticed – when she walks through OUR garden you just look at her, don’t even bother to hiss and chase her.
Nera: Why should I, she leaves me alone. I just keep my eye on her to make sure that she doesn’t go over the limits, but she seems to behave.
Tabby: I just don’t like her and she doesn’t like me
Nera: What do you expect Tabby. From the first day that she moved in you starting complaining that there isn’t enough room for another cat around here. On the first meeting you spit at her and tried to chase her away.
Tabby: What do you mean tried to chase her away. I did.
Nera: I am not too sure about that. You made the first attack, but it seemed to me she wasn’t very impressed and chased you off.
Tabby: Ok, ok, but she left our garden.
Nera: And she came back again.
Tabby: She even miaos different to us.
Nera: What is that supposed to mean?
Tabby: Well she seems to have a sort of accent.
Nera: If you must know, she told me that she originally comes from the French part of Switzerland, but lived a few years in Italy. You know she is quite versatile.
Tabby: Well a miao is a miao, but they do sound different, especially when they are foreign cats.
Nera: she is not a foreigner, she just happens to have grown up in a different part of Switzerland. You can really be a racist sometimes Tabby.
Tabby: but I just don’t understand you Nera. She is definitely not one of us. This is our territory and it’s our job to defend it and you just watch her pass through.
Nera: I really have better things to do all day than to watch the cat next door.
Gröggu: I quite like her. She said her name is Bobinette.
Tabby: Gröggu don’t you start as well. You are too small and inexperienced to know about these things. And how come you know her name.
Gröggu: I heard her owner calling her.
Nera: Gröggu how often do I have to tell you we cats don’t have owners. We just let them think they are owners. Basically we give out the orders.
Tabby: so let’s not change the subject. Nera you are the chief around here, can’t you do something about her next door wandering into our territory.
Nera: Tabby, she is actually only here because I gave my permission.
Tabby: You did what????
Nera: You heard. That way I know what she is up to.
Gröggu: she is very fat isn’t she
Tabby: So now I have heard enough and Gröggu, she is not fat, it’s just fluff.
Nera: Now listen cats – and that means you as well Tabby. Bobinette is here in our garden from time to time because I allow it. If you want to chase her of Tabby it’s your business, but the only cat she has respect for around here is me and that’s the way it has to be.
Gröggu: I suppose you are right Nera, after all you hiss at me sometimes as well.
Nera: That’s just to keep up my reputation.
Tabby: You’re the boss Nera, but I am still not happy with a foreign, sorry Swiss cat (who speaks French and Italian in miao) wandering around in my territory.
Nera: Patience children, let’s see what the Summer brings us.
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