My 'The Her' was lying in her sleeping place this light when she had a visitor. I was lying with her to protect her of course and when the visitor arrived complete with black bag and when she started putting a needle in my 'The Hers' arm which filled with blood I was alarmed. Being sensible I didn't attack straight away but sat up and asked my 'The Her' if she was OK and if I should attack. She seemed calm enough but then I heard the Longlegs say “ I'd swear your pet is talking to you, he's almost human isn't he?”
You can see what I mean about what a few words can do can't you? PET ? What does she mean Pet? Yes, I know the word of course, but dogs are pets, rabbits are pets but Cats are Superiors. We have been looking after Longlegs for about 9500 years now so she could have got her facts right.
Another thing. Fancy suggesting that I might be like a human. Why on earth would I want that? I mean, just look at us.
CAT.Feline.Superior LONGLEGS. Homo Sapien. Inferior.
Flexible bodies Awkward, gangly, limited movement.
Quick reflexes Slow reflexes. The only thing they catch is a cold.
Retractable Claws. Short claws permanently out.
Night Vision. Bumble along in the dark.
Acute Hearing. Only hear low frequencies easily.
Rapid Breeding. Have to wait lots of light times to give birth.
Added to the last is the fact that their kittens are born not able to look after themselves or walk. But look at Superior kittens, able to walk, able to look after themselves after a very short time and able to hunt vermin after a short time too. When has a human baby ever brought home a mouse? So, given these facts do you really thank I'd be human if I could. Isn't it much more sensible to think that the Longlegs would rather be Superior and are jealous? I decided that these few words had had an effect and that was to make me laugh (if I only could) then make me angry.
I watched as the visitor withdrew the needle now filled with blood from my 'The Hers arm and put it away. She then reached over to stroke me and found that I'd reacted to her words in the best way I knew how, via my wonderful needle sharp teeth which I sank into her finger to show my displeasure at her disparaging comment. Oddly enough, when she jerked the finger away she didn't try to save the blood as she had before. I on the other hand, decided enough was enough and with a word of apology to my 'The Her' dropped of the sleeping place and left the room to find a place to rest in better company. I knew my 'The Her' was not in danger ( but truth to tell, I wasn't so sure about myself). After she left I went back and jumped up on the sleeping place.
“You are naughty Oscar” said my 'The Her' “ the doctor was only trying to be friendly.”
“ She insulted me and paid for it” I replied and lay down.
“ I suppose you were only trying to protect me” she insisted and I saw no reason to argue as she started stroking me just behind my ears. Instead I just purred “Thank you” and fell asleep.
Mark Twain was a great Longlegs writer who faithfully served many Superiors during his life. He once said something that agrees with this wonderful segment you have just written. Here it is and I hope many Longlegs will profit from it. "If man could be crossed with the cat, it would improve man, but it would deteriorate the cat."
Dear Oscar, I really don't believe you can count Longlegs as inferiors to CATS after all we have the opposable thumb do we not which gives our paws much more flexibility than yours? I do believe that you are actually jealous of the Longlegs and secretly long to be one. After all, we own the world in which you live.
Dear Tom Fleury,
Your opposable thumb allows you to use a tin opener to open tins of salmon and tuna for US. So what have I to be jealous of when I gain the end product? I assure you I'm happy as I am and have NO doubts as to which of us is Superior. ME !!