It was light-time and I had been for a walk in the green stuff and to talk to my friends. Ginger was in a good mood and didn't want to fight though he didn't want to talk either so Tiger, Gizmo and I had told our stories of this disappointment we felt in our longlegs.
None of them seemed to show the proper gratitude for our hunting skills and for the gifts we brought. Tiger who is the largest amongst us had even brought back a flying hunter that hooted too close to him, to his longlegs and they had made loud noises at him before shutting him away. They must have eaten it though because it had gone when they let him out again. Typical longlegs.
We were joined by Smokie, a new lady who had only just moved to the homes. As she approached I'd heard Ginger start to purr in a 'notice me' kind of way but she ignored him and came to talk. I saw both Tiger's and Gizmo's ears perk up but they pretended not to notice her arrival. They're both quite young and still need to impress. Smokie didn't seem to notice and just asked whose ground we we're on. I said this was a place we could all come without fighting so she relaxed and asked how the hunting was in the dark time. Everyone spoke at once to tell of the time they had done this or nearly done that or what gifts they had won for their own longlegs. Even Ginger told of the time he had nearly caught a brush tail though I noticed he didn't tell that it was only a cub.
Smokie looked and sounded impressed for a minute and then started to wet her paw to wash herself.
"And who lives in the big place" she asked, pointing her nose in the direction of my home. "That's mine" I replied, " would you like to see it?"
"Love to" she said.
"Come on then" I told her as I walked away , and yes I swaggered a bit. After all, she hadn't asked the others where they lived.
I jumped up to the open clearway and told her to follow me, which she did.
"Welcome" I purred. It's difficult not to be impressed by such a pretty young thing.
First place I took her was my dishes to offer her some food. She accepted gracefully and by the way she ate I would say gratefully too. Then I showed her the sleeping places of my long legs and told her of the way I liked to wake my 'The Him' at early light to open a clearway. We we're just on our way to the place where my longlegs sit when the clearway opened and there was my 'The Him' now. I was about to tell Smokie who this was but she had turned and run, I turned back to 'The Him' and he had jumped back at the sight of us. "You scared my friend" I told him and putting out a paw I swiped him. He jumped back another step and fell backwards over the side of his sitting place. As I saw his legs in the air I didn't stop to laugh as I thought maybe I'd gone a little too far. My name was roared and that told me maybe I was right.
I turned with as much dignity as I could and swaggered off to find Smokie. She had retreated to the open clearway. She explained that she didn't have much trust in longlegs and with a purr goodbye and thanks she was off. I was not pleased at all that my 'The Him' had spoiled the visit but I purred that she was welcome anytime and turned to get some food.
After I ate I went back to the sitting place and my 'The Him' was there talking loudly and I know my name was mentioned. I ignored him and jumped up onto the legs of my 'The Her' and started purring until she scratched me behind the ears and started purring in her own way back at me.
After a while I might even sit with my 'The Him' and let him stroke me just to show him I'm a forgiving master.
None of them seemed to show the proper gratitude for our hunting skills and for the gifts we brought. Tiger who is the largest amongst us had even brought back a flying hunter that hooted too close to him, to his longlegs and they had made loud noises at him before shutting him away. They must have eaten it though because it had gone when they let him out again. Typical longlegs.
We were joined by Smokie, a new lady who had only just moved to the homes. As she approached I'd heard Ginger start to purr in a 'notice me' kind of way but she ignored him and came to talk. I saw both Tiger's and Gizmo's ears perk up but they pretended not to notice her arrival. They're both quite young and still need to impress. Smokie didn't seem to notice and just asked whose ground we we're on. I said this was a place we could all come without fighting so she relaxed and asked how the hunting was in the dark time. Everyone spoke at once to tell of the time they had done this or nearly done that or what gifts they had won for their own longlegs. Even Ginger told of the time he had nearly caught a brush tail though I noticed he didn't tell that it was only a cub.
Smokie looked and sounded impressed for a minute and then started to wet her paw to wash herself.
"And who lives in the big place" she asked, pointing her nose in the direction of my home. "That's mine" I replied, " would you like to see it?"
"Love to" she said.
"Come on then" I told her as I walked away , and yes I swaggered a bit. After all, she hadn't asked the others where they lived.
I jumped up to the open clearway and told her to follow me, which she did.
"Welcome" I purred. It's difficult not to be impressed by such a pretty young thing.
First place I took her was my dishes to offer her some food. She accepted gracefully and by the way she ate I would say gratefully too. Then I showed her the sleeping places of my long legs and told her of the way I liked to wake my 'The Him' at early light to open a clearway. We we're just on our way to the place where my longlegs sit when the clearway opened and there was my 'The Him' now. I was about to tell Smokie who this was but she had turned and run, I turned back to 'The Him' and he had jumped back at the sight of us. "You scared my friend" I told him and putting out a paw I swiped him. He jumped back another step and fell backwards over the side of his sitting place. As I saw his legs in the air I didn't stop to laugh as I thought maybe I'd gone a little too far. My name was roared and that told me maybe I was right.
I turned with as much dignity as I could and swaggered off to find Smokie. She had retreated to the open clearway. She explained that she didn't have much trust in longlegs and with a purr goodbye and thanks she was off. I was not pleased at all that my 'The Him' had spoiled the visit but I purred that she was welcome anytime and turned to get some food.
After I ate I went back to the sitting place and my 'The Him' was there talking loudly and I know my name was mentioned. I ignored him and jumped up onto the legs of my 'The Her' and started purring until she scratched me behind the ears and started purring in her own way back at me.
After a while I might even sit with my 'The Him' and let him stroke me just to show him I'm a forgiving master.